Hi all,
As I sit here, waiting for football practice
It's about time that I sit to write this
And declare that I am, in fact, a defective father
I played Cody and should not have bothered
To tell him he was starting two guys on the shelf
And I didn't; I made his roster changes myself
The subs scored 26 points and he squeaked in a celebration
He acts like he won, when it was really self-immolation
For us though, it's really rock & roll in the 1980s
It's Mike & the Mechanics; we're all his mechanical ladies
You score a lot of points on him; he sits back and smiles
While Malik Nabers catches balls for miles and miles
(I know he lost this week, but I'll blame Kyle Pitts
And the Atlanta Falcons for playing like the shits)
Shanker beat me by a point to continue my misery
Thanks to a poor-but-not-poor-enough game from Calvin Ridley
Tim topped Dan thanks to Tyreek Hill
And his decided lack of a prescription chill pill
Melissa lost again to fall to oh-and-four
Which happens when Nick Sirianni is allergic to score
Jill beat Becca; she's on a two-game winning spree!
And is hoping Rashee can borrow some Swiftie's left knee
That brings us to Kathy, who's somehow 3-and-1
I did not know such a thing could be done
Somehow, her and Matt both got zeroes from their tight ends
With their QBs, I guess, they weren't very tight friends
My football wraps up in at the start of November
Writing will be sparse till then, but remember
Y'all are my homies and I've certainly missed ya
And nothing will ever touch our own Project Vista
Happy fantasying,
Kevin