I feel it's appropriate to talk about fantasy football during the time of year, when so many of us were raised to believe that on Dec. 24, a fat guy in a red suit would break into our homes at night, eat our food, drink our milk and then leave presents under a tree. I'm not saying the idea of Christmas isn't amazing. When I was a kid, I could hardly sleep on Christmas Eve. My sister and I would wake our mom and dad up at ridiculous hours so we could begin tearing into presents (that my parents bought and wrapped).
Posted at 3:13 PM