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But I've been out of the money for three years in a row, which suggests it may all have been chance after all. Or maybe the Internet has caught up with me in just this sense. I have a little mathematical way of ranking players that seemed to give me an advantage back in the day. I was very good at finding bargains, getting players for a price lower than their actual value. If that was indeed an advantage, the Internet has undercut it, since the Net is filled with up-to-the-minute evaluations and draft lists and even suggestions of how much you should pay for players, given your league parameters.
I've tended to ignore the Net, fooling myself with the notion my pen-and-paper methods could beat the Net. And in recent years, pressures of the job have cut into my prep time.
Like this year.
Sigh.
Yet the draft itself is such great fun. There is much what some people would call horseplay and perhaps a certain amount of the sipping of adult beverages. I guess that's what I'll have to settle for, the process and not the result. Because tonight and tomorrow I am surely going to go online and Google "draft list" and "sleepers" and "injury risk" and hope for the best.
Oh I will keep you posted, frequently and proudly or seldom and rueful.
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This year I managed not to get a Baseball Weekly (or whatever it's called now), neither did I get any of the printed Fantasy magazines. Also I didn't have the time to look anything up on the interwebs. I could do it now but I have to start making the marinade for the birria now. Oh well.
Your priorities are excellent. I'll be sending you a nice link in 3-2-1...
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