- Jul 26, 2002
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So I'm in this league for the 3rd year running with all relatives. I fucking own tehse guys, right? The first two yeas I start the season 5-0 and 6-0. We had a fucked up WW system, so because of my good record I never got a shut at WW picks. Due to this I didnt get any gems and had a mediocre team by end of year. Both years I made playoffs, 3rd place one year 4th the other. BS, but whatever. This year we finally fix the WW. I sneak into the playoffs with a team hand built for the playoffs. I decided I wasn't getting in and getting worked again. I'm playing my Uncle this week in the semi-finals. This cockbag can't even spell right, let alone build a team out of anything other than luck. A few weeks back he beat me by 2 points. He decided to brag about it all week, saying he owned me. Two freaking points, alright big deal.
Anyways, onto the rant. Going into the 4 oclock games I'm down by about 40. I've got Ray Rice (stud) Frank Gore (Stud) Antonio Gates (Stud) and Justin Forsett who should be a stud if the seahawks had a damn clue. First half goes ok. And then onto the second half. down by like 20 points. All he has is Jennings going to my 4 guys. I'm ready to take over the lead and put this chump down for good. What happens? ABSOULTEYLY FUCKING NOTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Gore? 3 points mabye?!?! Rice? A few points, max.... FORSETT?!?!? DID HE EVEN GET A YARD IN THE SECOND HALF?!? I DONT THINK SO. HOW ABOUT GATES? 1 CATCH? 1 FUCKING CATCH. What an asshat. He can score 30 points two weeks ago when it doesn't fucking matter, but in the playoffs, 2nd half... clutch time? Fuck him.
Even my fucking kicker choked. God damn this sport/game/whatever the hell it is. Now I have to listen to my stupid Uncle talk shit all off season when his team sucked balls, my team just decided to not play in the second half of the game. And to make it worse, my freaking dad is in the superbowl against him. I REALLLY dont want that asshat to win. God damn this game.
/rant
cliffs: Gates/Forsett/Rice/Gore can go fuck themselves.
Anyways, onto the rant. Going into the 4 oclock games I'm down by about 40. I've got Ray Rice (stud) Frank Gore (Stud) Antonio Gates (Stud) and Justin Forsett who should be a stud if the seahawks had a damn clue. First half goes ok. And then onto the second half. down by like 20 points. All he has is Jennings going to my 4 guys. I'm ready to take over the lead and put this chump down for good. What happens? ABSOULTEYLY FUCKING NOTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Gore? 3 points mabye?!?! Rice? A few points, max.... FORSETT?!?!? DID HE EVEN GET A YARD IN THE SECOND HALF?!? I DONT THINK SO. HOW ABOUT GATES? 1 CATCH? 1 FUCKING CATCH. What an asshat. He can score 30 points two weeks ago when it doesn't fucking matter, but in the playoffs, 2nd half... clutch time? Fuck him.
Even my fucking kicker choked. God damn this sport/game/whatever the hell it is. Now I have to listen to my stupid Uncle talk shit all off season when his team sucked balls, my team just decided to not play in the second half of the game. And to make it worse, my freaking dad is in the superbowl against him. I REALLLY dont want that asshat to win. God damn this game.
/rant
cliffs: Gates/Forsett/Rice/Gore can go fuck themselves.