Week 2 Rewind

Was it good for you?

 

For me, week 2 was like a break-up I went through once. That kind of break-up that you never saw coming. Here's a break down of how Week 2 broke my heart, played out through a semi-real life experience.

 

 

 

At the beginning I looked at the schedule and realized that there were some tough choices but I didn't say anything. I wasn't going to be negative, only positive and supportive towards "Week 2" and encouraged her to go on and fulfill herself.

 

The waiting almost drove me crazy but finally the games were here. Kick-off had arrived, I was so excited just simply to be in the same room as her that I couldn't control the giant smile on my face. Then I noticed that "Week 2" didn't look back at me the same way I was looking at her. When we last saw each other it was like fireworks and confetti were all around. Now I was looking for a party but "Week 2" had something else in mind.

 

We begin to speak, the words are heavy in the air. There is something left unsaid. The 1 o'clock games are ending up and things are rough but I can deal with it, only she knew what was waiting in the 4 o'clock games. Ignorantly I go forward trying to capture what was lost forever already.

 

Then somewhere in the middle of the 4 o'clock games I begin to realize that things are so much different than they were before. My affection is buffeted by her distance and "Week 2" begins to succumb to the stress of breaking the heart of her faithful supporter.

 

Finally the scores roll in, time after time I had be wrong. Time after time, despite my best efforts and all out commitment "Week 2" breaks my heart into a hundred pieces each minute with the news. She knows it's over but we still have the Sunday night game to go.

 

I gather my composure, confident that her heart can be moved back towards me with the Sunday night game on the line. I go back to my most reliable traits and my most favorable smile and wink. Still even the old reliable fails me and she can't hold back the worst news yet. . . there's another man.

 

That's right, it's not just that she didn't want me anymore but that she has already committed herself to someone else. "Week 2" not only was carrying around my heart but she had already given her own to someone else. What a fool I was! How could I be so deceived, so naïve?

 

Monday morning, I check the standings. It's worse than I could see looking through the tears Sunday night.. I look to the top and there he is, my arch-rival, the man who took my place. The man who took "Week 2" from me - BadNewz.  

 

Oh, now she wants me to meet him. She introduces him to me like I don't know everything about him. Like I haven't been where he is. "Week 2" wants us to be friends. She wants me to let him play in our weekly poker game. I can't stand him, how could "Week 2" see anything in him?!? I'll have to move on. He'll feel the pain soon enough. Week 3 will be mine forever.

 

 

 

So there you go, that week 2 was like reliving some of my most pain-full memories.

 

If you know me very well you might be thinking that this was based on some sort of real experience, well….of course it was! Just don't say any names, that's all in the past.

 

 

Pick of the week = Perry with the J     E        T      S   Jets Jets Jets over the golden boy. Perry, do you think Tom Brady is done?

 

 

Player of the Week = BadNewz(crap_) led the way this week and has placed himself at the top. Take a screen-shot, it won't last long. "Week 2" is fickle, very very fickle, she'll move on soon enough.

 

 

Loser of the Week = The Chairman, not only did I have my worst week in recent memory, I had it when my arch-rival was flying high. This just sets up one heck of a come back story.

 

 

Just be careful. I think this is about enough of a head-start, I'll actually stop letting Josiah make the picks and compete starting now.

 

 

As always, I love you guys,

 

The Chairman