Now that the holiday weekend is over and Jay-Z has left Philly, I can now focus on my most prized possessions at this point in my life, my fantasy team. I say that because it's the truth. Let me break it down for you: I don't own an apartment like some of my friends, nor do I pay any form of rent, I don't have my own car and I don't have an iPad. So, I did the math and I decided that I am allowed to say that. I want to make smart decisions and not get played by the boys in this league so I want to treat this team like it were my own child. It is a time consuming effort I've learned thus far and so I have pulled in some consultants, against their own will, to help me make these decisions (shout of to Kev, Tim and Ryan).
My brother Tim helped me with my draft and by that I mean with his occasional leg kicks or elbow jabs when I should bid on a player and so far my friends Ryan and Kev have helped me through my first trade. This was a trying point in my relationship with my team. I really liked who I had in my lineup and I was certain that I was not going to get rid of Cam Newton, Tony Gonzalez and LeSean McCoy. But like all fantasy teams, there was room for improvement. I noticed pretty quickly that a few of my running backs were on the PUP list and that I needed to make moves for new ones as soon as possible. But, was I willing to give up anyone? I wasn't sure about that one. I am the kind of person that likes to hold on to things. I am not a hoarder for crying out loud but I do still have some pictures and notes from grade school and high school so giving things up isn't really in my blood. But like I said, I want to make smart decisions and if I want to make this my most prized possession I need to make it look that way.
So I made my first trade this morning with none other than my stalker. Not for Newton, but sadly I traded Roddy White for Arizona Cardinals running back Beanie Wells, Carolina Panthers tight end Greg Olson and $15 in free agency. For all of you shaking your head, please do not judge. I am a rookie. I really did not want to let Roddy go however I was in desperate need of a tight end and a healthy running back. To my defense, when I bid on that Seattle tight end Cooper Helfet, I was not aware that if no one bid on him that I would end up with that pick. And for all of you thinking I must have meant to nominate RILEY Cooper, no I didn't. I am over that clown after he refuses to respond to my 87 tweets. Maybe it's the dumb blond in me or maybe it's the brother who told me to bid on someone who sucks. Not sure, but I am trying to make up for that mistake and believe that Newton and Olson will end up being a nice pair this season.
The whole trade process before, during and after all made me a bit of a nervous Nancy to be honest. There are so many what-ifs and such that I began to think that if I traded Roddy White how he was going to have this stellar season for my stalker and I could only picture my stalker in slow motion jumping up and down with chips, wings and beer flying around in the background after he has like a thousand point game for him, even though that's not possible. It's stuff like that that makes me think I will regret a trade. But if I want to have a great team and a winning season this year I decided I can't think like that. My team needs nothing but positivity and I am going to be providing just that this season.
And like I always say,
"Ya win some and ya lose some."- Mare McKeever
