It was kind of hard to believe, watching MSNBC's "All In" Wednesday when the lead to the story in the next segment was last week's Draft Kings/FanDuel miscue where it was revealed that employees of those two companies have access to data not privy to the public when playing DFS contests.
It made me think of 1988, when I played in my first local league, and then of 1993 when John Benson hired me to write in and edit his annuals (it is where I met Steve Moyer, in fact), three years before I went live on the Web with CREATiVESPORTS.
As we largely know, those were the days of the "USA Today" posting weekly team and individual statistics on Tuesdays and Wednesdays, and shortly thereafter one could expect his or her league's weekly standings.
In '96 I did launch the site that merged with Mastersball a number of years back, and that got me the notice of a real pioneer in the industry, Rick Wolf, for Rick hired me to be the first minor league and fantasy analyst for the fledgling CBS Sportsline (my boss back then was another name known to all, that of Scott Engel).
It was good fun in those early days; a tight and small community that bonded during the .com boom, but just before blogging and tweeting and Facebook became the norm. In those days, we did bear the scorn of fans and the industries--primarily baseball and football--that we loved and modeled, who said we destroyed fan loyalty and were just a bunch of geeks who embraced the clear brilliance of Daniel Okrent's Rotisserie model, and ran with it.
AL-only and NL-only expanded to mixed leagues, then to ultra leagues, and now to daily contests, showing the game has certainly evolved in the 27 years I have been part of the wave.
And, now as we all know, being a fantasy geek is among the coolest things one can be on earth, and there are commercials for games and especially DraftKings and Fanduel on the tube, all the time.
Everyone plays fantasy something. There are shows on all over the place, and when you think about our virtual universe, it kind of makes sense. It also proved that as counter-intuitive as broadcasting games over the radio in the 30's, and on TV in the 50's, that rather than limit the focus of fans who listened to, or played games, the fan base actually grew.
Fantasy has grown such that every major sport now owns a chunk of some kind of game, show, vendor, or some combination thereof, and that means there is a lot of money involved in all of this.
And, that means potential problems in a lot of ways as witnessed by last week's fracas.
In the wake of the initial charges, and pending investigation, it is easy to be judgmental and act superior, just as it is easy to get uber-defensive about both the problem (privileged access to information for employees) and the subtext (is it gambling or not, and save five of our 48 contiguous United States, the answer is "no, it is not gambling").
The truth is we can all have a myriad of ideas and theories and opinions on the above, but to me the reality is they don't really matter. What does, is that the eccentric little industry that Wolf, and Engel, and Greg Ambrosius, Ron Shandler, John Hunt and so many others (and amazingly me included) started to push publicly 27 years ago has indeed made it as a powerhouse game and market, and what that means is, like it or not, those of us who play and provide games and content for fantasy have to act like objective grown-ups about this, and work as much as we can with the powers that be to keep the games we love to play as straightforward and above board as our local league would be.
If you think this "scandal" has let you and the industry down, remember that the bulk of the crazy growth that has put fantasy commercials on a visibility par with those of car insurance and Viagra, has really just been over the past four-to-five years, and that, to quote Yegraf (Alec Guinness), about the post-WWII technological advance in the Soviet Union in Dr. Zhivago, "we have come very far very fast."
For some reason, within all of this, I think of cell phones and their ridiculous impact and intrusion into our lives as analagous to fantasy's suddenly loony explosion into the mainstream.
In 1988--the year of my first league--think of what kind of cell phone you owned? Probably none, but then the first few giant clunky ones that came in a sort of plastic looking shoe box were produced. The phones did start getting smaller, but then there were reports and studies that the phones might be emitting radiation and causing brain damage to the users holding the receiver near their heads.
So rules and policies and procedures and guidelines emerged, but nothing like the fallout from the 2006 accident in which a Utah youth, while texting and driving, ran into a pair of nuclear scientists, killing both (see the book A Deadly Wandering, by Matt Richter for information on this and other like cases), for that was the start of the rules and laws and campaigns around texting and driving.
Now, I am not trying to say that texting and playing fantasy are the same, nor is the death of a pair of innocent scientists comparable to cutting corners to win a Sunday fantasy contest. But, note as well it took almost 20 years within the growth of the cell industry for texting while driving to simply become a campaign, something we all think now should have been built in from the start.
I am suggesting that there are not always said rules and guidelines to govern new and burgeoning industries because we are largely unable to foresee potential fall out until it hits. And, for the fantasy sports industry, now is this big public test of endurance and viability.
I do realize the investigations that are now taking place are working at a level far beyond that of meager site operators like me, let alone luminaries like Greg and Rick, but, it is similarly true that all politics really are local, whether we choose to admit it or not: rather, it is whether or not we choose to engage as individuals. That means supporting our products with integrity, being open and honest, and maybe even contacting our Congressmen/women and Senators, letting them know that we support reasonable patrolling of the fantasy game.
It doesn't matter whether you think in terms of games of skill, or hate daily, or mixed leagues or Strat-O-Matic (though that is so hard for me to understand): the issue is, if you like to play sports simulation games, and want to keep the industry growing and alive, rather than bitching, or questioning, or saying "I told you so," how about working at making fantasy, which for now is as legit a concern as there is, work so we can continue to play in the broad daylight, away from the cloaked shadows and basements of nerdom.
Either that, or in the words of Larry (fantasyhead Robert Wuhl) as noted in the great "Bull Durham," it might be time to find a job at Sears selling major home appliances.
Patience has not come easily to me in this life.
I was pushed ahead two grades when I was in grade school (in addition to having a late October birthday), meaning I was always two-plus years younger than all my classmates. And, no matter how I may have been able to compete intellectually with those older and wiser, emotionally I was still just that much behind.
As we know, the subtleties of age dissipate with said commodity: that is, as we get older, the gap of understanding and experience between years doesn't matter so much. However, the difference between being eight and ten as far as the sophistication of worldliness is huge: so unlike that say, between being 48 and 50 years of age.
I like to think I have slowed down over the years. I attribute a lot of my ability to quell the reactive portion of my nature to my late son, Joey, who endured some serious birth anomalies, and a limited existence of external abilities. Joey couldn't walk or talk, and was in diapers and a wheel chair for all of his 22 seasons, but the reality was you could only go as fast as Joey as in you will only go as fast as your slowest component can go.
If we were ready to go out, and Joey had a sysout in his diaper, everything stopped until that was handled. Those of you who have dealt with babies know exactly what I am talking about, the difference being Joey's body stayed in the perpetual baby state for all of his life.
What this did, however, was force me to slow down, and take a deep breath, take a look around, and not necessarily react to things in life.
OK, laugh if you will. Sure, there are other more important aspects of my life that Joey, and the patience he dragged in his slipstream provided, but, one of the sweet byproducts of this learning was to make me more patient with my players and teams and rosters in fantasy games.
Sure, I do fall victim to that urge we get when our closer gives up eight runs with two out in the ninth, not just blowing a save, but our collective WHIP and ERA in the process.
But, thanks to Joey, I can hang onto the likes of Mark Trumbo, as the season and a few games usually are not so much to stir my desire to cut players from my teams.
Obviously, while this is good in some ways, being active over the first few weeks of a season--baseball and football, anyway--but, especially in football, it is so hard to get a feel for who is going to do what after just three games.
For example, I find myself the owner of Derek Carr, Amari Cooper, Carlos Hyde and Matt Jones, in some form of every league in which I play and for the most part, I have been unable to play any of them at the right time, let alone know they will pick it up as the season goes forth.
I look and see all the transactions my football league mates make, and other than little tweaks like dumping Mohamed Sanu for Eric Ebron wherever I could, I feel better just letting the guys I have see what they can do.
I do remember that last year I drafted Tre Mason around the 19th round of my Kathy League Gifford draft, but he did little those first weeks and it was bye week and I dumped him. In the end, my team was lousy and I dropped Mason, whom I would have been able to freeze in the 16th round this year.
So, this year, I am trying to remember what I learned from Joey. Take a breath.
The fact that Trumbo has posted a .266-13-41 line for my $82 in FAAB doesn't really help. But, it doesn't hurt, either.
We have all been there.
It wasn't a whim thing. Carr was maybe hurt, and he was going against the usually tough Ravens defense, so if his game was hampered, so would be Cooper's, I thought. So I went Nick Foles and Anquan Boldin, which wasn't so bad, but collectively they weren't equal to either Carr or Jones, making Boldin more of a creme brulee than gravy.
I have had this happen regularly in DFS baseball this year, with some periods of 10 days where Cory Spangenberg jumps out at me and I play him and he gets ten points, or the converse ten days where I cannot pick a winner even if that means taking Paul Goldschmidt when he is starting against Jeremy Guthrie.
Don't get me wrong: I am very clear that there is a basic skill needed to be successful at fantasy games. You do have to know the players and the weather and the teams and the parks if you want to be successful for any protracted period.
But, for those head banging moments when I do the most research--like Max Scherzer over Miami in Washington--and make what appears to be a pretty good play that runs amok, all I can think of is I might as well just throw darts at a dartboard for my picks. And, that always reminds me of this great scene and clip from the wonderful, "Young Frankenstein."
And, I am not suggesting what Inspector Kemp does with his darts was the right thing, but it does get exasperating sometimes when our concerted effort to make a rational choice is completely usurped by some combination of lack of reason that stumbled onto luck at the right time (what else explains the Fish beating Scherzer).
Of course, it doesn't help that a week later, Jones suddenly becomes a "must start former sleeper darling" who then gets shut down by a feisty Giants defense.
But, like I said: I know we have all been there, and it is part of the games we love and play. In fact, that "chance" factor is indeed a lot of what not only makes life interesting, but it touches us everywhere.
Was it some chance by which you met your partner or landed your job? We have three dogs, all rescues, all of whom just happened to be at the right time and place for us to notice and grab them. Was that luck, or a supreme being, or the force, or kind of one of those situations like baseball, where if you concentrate and make the best moves you can consistently, you will win 55% of the time, and if you can do that, you will be good.
I like to think of it as putting yourself in the position of taking advantage of luck when it comes your way, for if one is prepared, chances are he or she will be able to assess and handle the situation, be it romance or a Nelson Cruz dinger, appropriately.
I do have a team sports analogy of sorts that I do like to contextualize in determining the difference between a good team and a bad team.
If we think in terms of baseball, and the error, it works like this: A good team is more likely to take advantage of an error made by the opposing team, and less likely to be victimized by their own miscue more often than a poor team. Maybe this only means 10-15 times a year such a situation comes up, but it is enough to put the Royals in the postseason, and leave the White Sox practicing for 2016 on the south side.
I saw Theo Epstein mention that there have been talks around expanding the MLB Wild Card match-up from a single game to a best-of-three series.
Now, before I wax philosophical and political and bore half of you into reading something that you don't think has anything to do with baseball or football, let alone sports, let me say I totally dig Theo. Aside from being a guitar player, Theo "fixed" the Red Sox, and Theo will have "fixed" the Cubs within a few years, something no one else could do for 100 years.
Second, I LOVE the Wild Card game and adding that team to the mix. It opens so much more in terms of opportunity, and equally important risk, and that fosters rebuilding for conservative teams and going for it as it applies to contenders, promoting or trading and making the second half so much more interesting and exciting.
In fact, I have no issue with expanding it to a series rather than a sudden death game in theory.
But, the real underlying principle for this expansion is building TV revenues by adding potentially four more games of playoff play, and that means viewers and related prime time ad money.
To be clear, I am not against money either, although I sometimes wonder just how much is enough? And, where does a season that used to be done by October 15 and now could move into the second week of November draw the line?
I am not trying to be a cranky old man by invoking that there were no playoffs when I first watched baseball, although the entire face and configuration of the leagues and standings and teams has transmogrified over the 55 years since the game grabbed my attention.
Things change. This I understand and accept. And, in order to survive, we must evolve with the rest of the planet, whether that means using Twitter, or separating your recyclables, or wearing a seat belt, or whatever isn't the way it used to be.
Does that mean more is good? And, though there is clearly a TV market to drive a few more games, should dollars always drive what we see?
But, another argument in favor of expanding the Wild Card is that after the grind of the season, one game should not be the decision point, and while I get this perspective, that sort of logic is fueled by the very frenzied idea that does not allow our culture to accept losing gracefully.
To apply to baseball, it is tough to lose a season to one game, to maybe one bad pitch or one bad hop within that one game, but if you extrapolate baseball and numbers and innings and pitches and at-bats, at some point every season boils down to one of those happenstances.
This is actually true of a bad bounce in football, a funky roll on the carpet in golf, or even how one might meet their future partner. There is always an element of luck or coincidence in just about every endeavor of life. The challenge is adjusting to the results.
So, while there is an argument that says one Wild Card game should not be decisive after the 162-game grind of the season, again, let's draw a line somewhere. Otherwise, we might as well expand the schedule to 200 games, or the Series back to best of nine, please.
In the wake of more NFL silliness, by virtue of our good friend Roger Goodell, it is that time where the baseball season is winding down, and various leagues have begun discussing rule changes for the coming season.
I have to admit that for the most part, these discussions drive me mad, just as does Goodell suggesting that he no longer wants to be involved in disciplinary actions within the NFL. I mean really, Roger? Then exactly what is your job if you cannot oversee some order and structure as Commissioner?
But, I will leave the last laugh with Tom Brady and his precision ripping apart of the Pittsburgh defense while I focus on my MidWest Strat-O-Matic league, where as the season winds down, issues of player usage has forced the argument.
The MidWest league is a serious keeper league that allows freezing of up to 28 players a season. The catch, though, is that in order to freeze a full complement of hitters and pitchers, we must not overuse players.
Because Strat-O-Matic is a simulation of the previous season, so, we are allowed the same use of the previous season, plus 20%. As an example, I have Zack Greinke on my team. The Dodger hurler knocked out 202.3 innings last year, so in the MidWest League I get him for 242 innings this year.
By invoking this rule, we all get a little extra use of our resources and we don't have to worry about injuries because again, the use we get for a player who missed half of last year is simply the play--at-bats or innings--plus that 20%.
As owners--and the league has 30--it is up to us to monitor the usage of our players, but really, that is not so difficult as the Strat-O-Matic software does indeed track that usage. As I write, I have used Greinke for 182 innings, meaning I have to be careful over the final two months of play to keep his totals under that 242 threshold, or my 28 freezes starts to erode, depending upon how egregious, and many instances of abuse there are.
We have tried other methods of quashing this usage issue, and though this is fairly severe, it is not only the best method because it leaves us, as owners, responsible to monitor and control our teams, and leaves us culpable if we don't.
Overuse might not seem like an overtly big deal, but, in replaying last season, imagine if I simply chose to start Greinke every three days instead of every five? How different would my team be with a stud pitcher going that often, especially against weaker teams (and the truth is, there are always warnings that overuse of a player can skew the results)?
Furthermore, if the idea of playing fantasy and simulations is to give us that chance to simulate real baseball, then it ignores the times that the Aaron Harangs have to take to the hill. Because the reality is, they do.
The problems that have come up though, is with two-thirds of the season gone, teams have hit their limits, and suddenly they have to either scale back the use of their best players (and risk getting clobbered by the better teams) or risk serious penalty.
Now, a couple of years back, when I was in the throes of serious rebuilding, I did not pay enough attention to my reserves. I traded away almost all of my stars for future considerations, but I left my team beyond vulnerable, and overused such that I could only freeze 17 players, which was rugged.
However, it was my job to monitor my players and use and know the rules, and I sucked it up, and now those future picks and trades have given me a contender this year, which is good.
The problem is that there is a complement of owners who want to ease the rule, primarily because they have a hard time both winning and keeping within those usage parameters.
If you think these rules are harsh, so be it, but, the league is not totally hard hearted, for each team is given four players, two hitters with 250 at-bats, and two pitchers with 150 innings each. Mind you, these guys are terrible. If you play Scoresheet, they are equivalent to the "Triple-A" players that game populates on your team when you have run out of resources.
However, the issue for owners at draft time becomes, do I grab prospect C.J. Cron in the fourth round with his 242 at-bats last year when I need at-bats, or do I take Allen Craig and his crappy 462 at-bats and protect myself against those usage vulnerabilities?
As with most leagues, the owners in MidWest love their prospects, so what they do is indeed pick Cron over Craig, and then run short of innings, and then with this time of year comes, they have a freak-out and suggest the rules need to be changed.
And, that is what sets me off for they knew the rules at the end of last year, and going into the rookie draft, and even through the course of the season.
So, what that tells me is that changing the rules in order to make it easier for them to win or play is more important than living with a tight rule that monitors and penalizes all of us equally and fairly.
To me, the only reason to really consider a rule change is because there is something ambiguous in the verbiage of the rule, or because the rule unfairly takes advantage of some teams and not others.
But, spare me changing them to make the game easier for you. I don't want to hear it. If you cannot deal, find another league. Got that, Roger?
I was majorly bummed in the North American Internet Fantasy Football League (NAIFFL), as managed by my mate Lord Zola, when I went to make my ninth round pick, tried to grab the Seattle Seahawks, and discovered the Tequila Party Gnomes had already nabbed them three picks earlier.
NAIFFL is pretty much a standard league that allows for the freezing of three players, meaning the ninth round is really the sixth round of the draft, and truth is I love grabbing the Seattle defense right about when the Gnomes nabbed them for a lot of reasons.
For one, they do score more points and make more tackles and picks then any other team, at least over the past couple of years.
It is interesting in that in the five #MockDraftArmy trials, run by Howard Bender (@rotobuzzguy), I bagged the Seattle "D" four times, three in the eighth, and once with the first pick of the ninth round, and pretty much each time my pick was followed by comments about selecting defense so early.
But, in truth, was it really early, and is it a mistake to jump at defense so seemingly early in a draft? Well, of course "early" is a relative term for the size, point format, and roster requirements of your league, but most of my leagues have 12 teams with standard defense.
However, the Seattle defense averaged 9.6 points a game last year, and according to the ESPN rankings, the Hawks are generally the first defense taken, and usually around the fifth round (though I don't know how many teams the average ESPN league has) or on average as the 60.3 pick per league.
However, it is that 9.6 points that is important to me, for Brandon Marshall is the wide receiver drafted closest to that slot at 60.5, and he averaged 7.1 points last year, while Joseph Randle tops running backs as a parallel, also at 60.3 but having averaged just 2.4 points last season.
In a different format, my bud Zach Kweller grabbed J.J. Watt right out from what I thought was under me, also in the eighth round, in a league where we take three defensive players instead of a defensive squad. The scoring gives credit for catches and TDs, both of which Watt can get, but also sacks, tackles, fumbles forced and recovered and again, Watt averaged over 10 points a week last season doing this which is pretty good.
I did grab Luke Kuechly, who averaged 7.25 points a week last year two rounds later, right between rookie Marcus Mariota and Nick Foles, who was injured the last half of 2014. In fairness, this league allows a super-flex play, meaning two active quarterbacks can be a good thing, but unless something breaks in Kuechly's leg, since we have to play three of these defenders, it makes sense to grab the guys who seem like the productive ones.
For in the league, a big week (meaning a sack, a couple of tackles, and a fumble recovery with a score) is worth 20-plus points, just as good as a big week from Foles.
Once more, we have a review of one of @RotoBuzzGuy's (Howard Bender) #MockArmyDrafts, and again a 12-team PPR draft (next week we will get back to non-mock ramblings here).
This time, I selected first, which is fun for the first pick, then torture for 23, then good for two, and so on, so without any further ado, and as we get ready for our football drafts, let's take another look.
1.1 Adrian Peterson (RB): Once more, a year off so his body is rested, and he has something to prove.
2.12 Latavius Murray (RB): Looking for a solid second back. It might have been early for Murray, but drafting at the wheel, I doubted he would be there for my fourth pick (and I was right: another owner said he would have grabbed Murray before he came back to me).
4.12 Julian Edelman (WR): Throw him the ball, and he catches it. If he can stay healthy and mimic past years, that means 90 catches and 1000 yards in a PPR league.
5.1 Joique Bell (RB): Stepping into the #1 role in Detroit, I expect Bell to flourish.
6.12 Ryan Tannehill (QB): Went in Round 5 last week, so I am happy to have my targeted QB right here.
7.1 Martellus Bennett (TE): 91 catches last year is a lot. Nabbed Bennett during the same round last week, in fact my next three selections all fell to the same rounds as last.
8.12 Anquan Boldin (WR): The guy just plays hard, so it is hard to not like him.
9.1 Seattle Seahawks (DEF): The best defensive players means the best chance to score some points each week.
10.12 Doug Baldwin (WR): Under-rated, but that will end this year when he steps into the #1 role.
11.1 Danny Woodhead (RB):Does a little of this and a little of that and always has a few big weeks in him.
12.12 Dan Herron (RB): #2 running back in Indianapolis can catch the ball as well as break out with some big runs.
13.1 Mohamed Sanu (WR): #2 WR in Cincy bagged 700-plus yards last year as a back-up. Think he steps it up this year.
14.12 Derek Carr (QB): I am looking at Carr having a breakthrough, as well documented. He has made every one of my mock teams and this is the lowest I have grabbed the Oakland signal caller, so he is still under the radar.
15.1 Caleb Sturgis (PK): Kickers are interchangable parts. I took the guy left with the strongest leg, but no sentiment or anything else. (No NFFC slots for kickers.)
See the entire draft HERE
This past Thursday, @RotoBuzzGuy (Howard Bender) held his fourth week of #MockArmyDrafts, a day later than in the past this season (meaning I could not post on Thursday), but as all of our drafts are rapidly approaching, today's space is dedicated to this latest 12-team PPR draft.
This time I drafted in the tenth spot: not great, but good on the return, once the draft kicks into gear. Note this time I also listed the recent NFFC ADPs, although I don't like ADPs any better for football than I do for baseball. I comment accordingly.1.10 Matt Forte (RB): Was hoping Marshawn Lynch would fall to me, as long as I was going with an older back. I do like Forte, who does everything well and is the Bears' offensive mainstay, but I worry about him aging. (NFFC ADP: #17. #10 for me.)
2.3 Jordy Nelson (WR): Second time in a row I bagged Jordy on the return from the lower end of the draft. Love him, just love him. (NFFC ADP: #11. #15 for me.)
3.10 Joique Bell (RB): I like Bell, and I think he is on a team that will score some points. He can do everything, and, well, it is PPR. (NFFC ADP: #84. #34 for me.)
4.3 Julian Edelman (WR): Pass receiving machine, averaging 91 catches a season over the past two seasons. And, he returns punts. (NFFC ADP: #37. #39 for me.)
5.10 Amari Cooper (WR): Rookie gamble, but I like what the Raiders are doing. At least I want to like what they are doing. (NFFC ADP: #48. #58 for me.)
7.10 Anquan Boldin (WR): Older, but steady and heady. Boldin does have 1,000 yards each of the last two seasons. (NFFC ADP: #74. #82 for me.)
8.3 Seattle Seahawks (DEF): Seattle has, on paper, the best defense. (NFFC ADP: #131. #87 for me.)
9.10 Darren Sproles (RB): Catches passes, runs the ball, and catches passes. Good flexible fill-in for bye weeks. (NFFC ADP: #137. #106 for me.)
10.3 Doug Baldwin (WR): Baldwin becomes the go-to guy in Seattle. I'm buying it. (NFFC ADP: #159. #111 for me.)
11.10 Cam Newton (QB): I really was focusing on Ryan Tannehill, who I had been grabbing around the 7th, but he was snatched up in the 5th, so I waited, and grabbed Newton, ostensibly as a #2 signal caller. (NFFC ADP: #110. #130 for me.)
12.3 Brian Quick (WR): Coming off injury, if the Cards can stay healthy, I think Quick follows up on last year's progress and has a break-out season. (NFFC ADP: #127. #135 for me.)
13.10 Derek Carr (QB): Truth is, I am planning on using Carr, who I think will completely step it up as the Raiders improve, as my #1. If you watched him last season, you will have seen incredible poise and skill for a rookie. I probably could have drafted him last with the amount of attention he gets, but this is just fine. 11th round last week. (NFFC ADP: #235. #154 for me.)
14.3 Eric Ebron (TE): Second at this spot, and another player I think will break out. (NFFC ADP: #158. #159 for me.)
15.10 Greg Zuerlein (PK): Kickers are interchangable parts. I took the guy left with the strongest leg, but no sentiment or anything else. (No NFFC slots for kickers.)
See the entire draft HERE
If you have been following around here this year, you probably know that I returned to playing golf after a 41-year layoff.
I documented my goofy return in the article "Aces", but since I did pick the clubs back up, I have been playing a lot. As in four-to-five times a week, playing a course three times, and then hitting the range a couple of times.
The game is so different to me than as a kid. I don't remember much in the way of strategy as a teenager aside from trying to simply hit the damn ball as hard as I could, ideally in the right direction.
But, as an adult, likely coupled by changes in the game, things have become so much more cerebral to me. I see a serious golf course as a miniature course on steroids, with patches of ice plant and bunkers protecting greens like a moat offers a defensive edge to a castle replacing windmills and silly slopes and dancing clowns.
In a way, that makes the designer evil to me, but being one who likes a challenge, this has all become part of a homogeneous game where thinking about shots and clubs and how to approach depending upon my lie is tantamount to some complex IT decision making flow chart.
But, after regular play over six months, I have indeed witnessed an improvement in my game with my tee shots straightening out for the most part, and my fairway shots getting there too. Unfortunately, the Zen to golf--aside from being in the moment each time you strike the ball--is that as one aspect of your game improves, almost by rote, something else deteriorates.
Or, as I tell Diane, one day it takes me four to hit the green and I two-putt, then next two to get on and I four-putt, making both rounds completely different yet exactly the same.
It is hard to describe why this peculiar game has seriously nailed me, but you know things are getting strange when between innings of the baseball game that has my attention, I switch to whatever golf tourney is on, and then back to baseball, depending upon who has which commercial first.
This particular weekend, though, has been extra interesting as with the PGA taking place in Wisconsin, I have not only been glued, but an entrant to a beginning Fantasy Golf contest at Draft Kings, where for my first go-around, I simply picked six golfers and the score is based upon eagles, birdies, and pars earning points, while bogeys on down cost.
So, the golfers I picked in the $50K Salary Cap game are:
Bubba Watson ($9900)
Dustin Johnson ($11,200)
Zach Johnson ($8400)
VJ Singh ($6500)
David Toms ($5600)
Jim Furyk ($8100)
I did well enough with Dustin Johnson in the lead, but as the second round winds down, there is a learning in Zach Johnson and David Toms, as neither looks like they will make the weekend cut, and that means no points, and no points in golf is like no innings or at-bats in fantasy baseball.
I cannot say what prompted my selections, aside from Watson, who is fun to watch and simply crushes the ball, but a lot was based on my watching Bridgestone last week, where Bubba came on strong, and where the Johnsons and Furyk fared well.
But, I do have to say it is as much fun to watch, and track and sweat out as are any other variation of fantasy sports.
As for Bubba and Dustin: please keep crushing it dude, and I will try to do the same.
Do look for us to cover more in the fantasy golf world in the future, though!
Like I said: it's fun!
I remember the first time I encountered the martial arts form of Aikido, which essentially uses the power and strength of an opponent to your advantage. Per Wiki, "Aikido techniques consist of entering and turning movements that redirect the momentum of an opponent's attack, and a throw or joint lock that terminates the technique."
Aikido, as a philosphy and means of martial arts, dates back to the late 19th Century to Morihei Ueshiba, and was designed as a physical defense that would essentially disarm the enemy without hurting them.
Now, I am not saying there are not bad people out there in the world who need not be spared the rod as they say, but the world has indeed changed a lot among the Internet and Twitter and Facebook and Smart Phones, and it is seriously time for those with a more parochial view to take a step back and think not only of what is being proposed or enforced, but also the ramifications of said action.
It happens so often, for example, Donald Trump maintains he could have made a deal with the Iranians in two minutes. Yeah, right. Obviously, Trump views the Iranians as the evil enemy, and while in no way do I mean to defend Iran, it takes very little to try and work with them to be part of the modern international community. Not to mention whether he likes it or not, there are a lot of subtleties to negotiating such a deal, whether anyone likes to admit it or not.
For, though that might sound naive--and even acknowledging Iran has hardly been trustworthy in the past--in the end Iranian kids will want McDonalds and Air Jordans and iPhones and that means business with the west and that means the Internet, and iPhones are the means to this end, whether anyone likes it or not.
But, for some reason, we have this idea that punishment--subjective or not--should still be harsh and almost selfrighteously so.
Though I have indeed felt this way for a long long time, every time Roger Goodell does something, all I can do is smack my forehead and scream "D'oh" in my best Homer Simpson voice.
This latest craziness of upholding the Tom Brady suspension because there was circumstantial evidence thought to be on the cell phone that Brady was alleged to have destroyed is not just stupid: it is an open invitation to pass on control of the activities in the league to the U.S. Court System.
Of course, we all know of Brady's four-game suspension for his part in deflategate, even though no concrete evidence was ever produced that proved Brady was the brains let alone involved with the crazy affair. But, as I have written before, by the time deflategate happened, it was really too late to do anything about it, and the problem appeared to be the NFL never unilaterally administered any procedures with respect to the care and handling of the ball.
So, instead of acknowledging a problem and that something may have gone on with the Patriots/Colts footballs, and then going on to present a program to ensure the care, handling, and custodianship to a neutral party for every game from now on, the league suspended Brady.
Now, I am not saying the Patriots are model citizens, and as smart as I might think Bill Belichick is, I am not sure I would want to have dinner with him. But, there is no question that the Pats coach is smarter than Goodell.
Because the corner that Goodell has painted himself--and by proxy the league--into is that if the court overthrows that circumstantial conviction for his role in the ball scandal--and not destroying his phone, which was the means by which the suspension was upheld--that is basically telling every player suspended from now on that if you don't like what the Commissioner says, go to court.
And, should the court back Brady and Robert Kraft, that more or less makes the rulings of the Commissoner pretty much impotent, and that means why even bother with him.
Goodell, or those opposing the Iran deal, as an example, but really anything where there is an intransigent black and white solution to a problem, will always create an entire new set of problems for themselves by acting in this way. But taking a step back, and setting up a formal public structure to follow shows not just thought, but suggests that if there is a re-occurance of the transgression, it is clearly on the miscreant.
Which is kind of like Aikido in that it allows the guilty party to hang themselves.
As it is, the only one who will be hung out to dry is Goodell.
Ok, so if you were anticipating something sports related here, sorry. In fact, if you don't have pets, you are likely excused as well. But, if you do live in a "pack" situation--which can mean dogs, kids, goats, birds, snakes, whatever as far as I am concerned--you might want to just throw caution to the wind and hang in there for 900 words or so.
Of course, we are indeed all familiar with the dog days of the baseball season, the period towards the end of July, and into August when Sirius, the "Dog Star," and the eye of the constellation Canus Major hangs in the late summer sky.
And, this past couple of weeks entering into those dog days have been challenging ones in my circle of hound owning friends. Diane and I have three dogs, two of whom, Mahi, aged 13, and Jazzmine, aged 15, were clearly in their twilight years.
Mahi had been in generally good shape though his aging body is such that his legs cannot receive the message sent to move as fast as when he was a young dog, and as a result our white German Shepherd spends time needing help up after a spill. The whole thing reminds me of the great Little Feat song, "Old Folks Boogie," which features the line "when your mind makes a promise that your body can't keep."
But Jazzy, whom I adopted when she was five, had been suffering from lymphoma since early this year, and though she was basically hanging in there, I was aware our time together was drawing short. We went to Pismo Beach with family in mid-June, and by the time we came home, after a few weeks of travel, that time had come.
It is hard for me to write how much Jazzy and I had bonded. She came to me at a time I really needed her, about seven months after my wife Cathy passed away from breast cancer (just ten years ago) and a few months after my son Joey followed his step mother in 2006. At that time, we had a dog, Macaroni, but Roni was almost 12, and he was suffering the same loss of neural control that now plagues Mahi.
My sister-in-law, Jill Hedgecock, suggested that I get another dog to "help keep Macaroni young," but her real subtext was that Roni would also be gone soon and within a short period my entire family would be gone. So, I decided to look for another dog, and just happened to spot a picture of Jasmine (I changed the spelling of her name) and thought I liked the way she looked.
So, Jazzy's owner brought her over, and that was that: she lived with me forever after. Jazzmine was indeed my heart dog, and I was her human, and I can think of dozens of times when we looked at one another over the ten years she was with me when we were in the same zone. In fact, after the loss of my family (Macaroni did leave eight months after Jazzy arrived), I credit Jazzmine with being the catalyst to helping me out of that very dark and difficult portion of my life.
She was cute, and smart as a whip, and though Jazzy was a low-key/low-maintenance dog, she was very self assured and would not back down if she had a path to follow.
In all, she was a lovely creature, but sadly, I had to let her go on July 8. But, an eerie thing is my friend and fellow roto analyst Paul Sporer wrote a note of sympathy when I tweeted Jazzy had left us, and said he was concerned about his Beagle, Curtis (named for Granderson), who had been suffering an undiagnosed illness for a few months.
Strangely, that same night that Jazzy left, Curtis also took sick and departed this plane as well. Note that one of the things that really triggered my friendship with Paul was his bringing the pup to First Pitch Arizona several years back, and just seeing the Beagle (I needed a dog fix) made me feel better.
If you have, or have had a dog or cat or like pack member, you know what a hole this can leave. As a man who also lost his only child, I cannot say the loss of a pet is as hard by a long shot, but neither would I dismiss the whole affair by any means.
Further, when your pet goes, the thought does go to replacing, but then the issue becomes questions of how soon, and how will I know it is the right dog, and am I honoring my deceased pal by "replacing" him or her?
Still, the universe is a strange place. Several months ago, our friend Jeanne Schuman told us that the dog groomer we had in common had our next dog, a black Lab, that our groomer Dianne had rescued off the streets.
Diane (my partner with one "n" as opposed to our groomer friend who uses two) and I agreed we were not ready for a new pup over and over, until last week when she suggested she wanted a third dog, and we both thought "hey, why not check out the lab Dianne had?"
It didn't take long. Diane stopped in up the street and I finished playing golf and essentially brought Jeep (actually, Eugenia Jeep, named for magical dog Olive Oyl presents to Popeye) home with us to join the pack. Amazingly, right at the same time, Paul got a new Beagle named "Charlotte" (they are calling her "Charlie," and I referred Paul to Alfred Hitchcock's "The Shadow of a Doubt").
To say that Jeep just stepped right into the groove of our household is an understatement, and I have to admit that though I still have a hole in my heart where Jazzy has gone, the beauty of life is we do move on. And, part of that equation is that if we are open, the voids in our hearts do more than refill: when given the chance, it seems all hearts, human, canine, whatever will embrace and grow and comfort beyond what any of us mortals could ever imagine.