Almost everything that happened to me was rife with misfortune and despair. Especially Monday, but more on that later… It’s time to wash-up the weekend!
Stress, tears, sore knuckles, gutless efforts and an oinking pig. Strap yourselves in, it’s time for another weekend wash-up.
Plenty of legends, but with them, there are plenty of losers. Get the round three wash up.
Another weekend down, and still not many reasons to take a venture out to the ‘shed’. I’m getting bored.
We’re back for another 6 months of Fantasy failure and pain and boy does it feel great. I think I must be a masochist.
Ever had one of those weekends where you simply refuse to open the Fantasy site and look at your team? You just know it’s bad. That’s me this weekend.
We’ve reached that time of the year when everyone is pumping out huge scores and making up ground is becoming a challenge.
That must have been one of the darkest rounds of Fantasy in recent memory. Par was in the 1500’s for god sake! It was bad enough that we only had 18 players scoring, but most of us hardly had 18 players playing!
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