Not only am I in fantasy football, I also do some other fantasy football-related games. I do some pick 'ems, where you pick the winner of every single NFL Game (no spread and no money). I also am in a couple of Eliminators, also known as suicide pools, where every week you need to select a team that will win, and where you can only use a team once. I am in three such Eliminator pools, one just for fun and the other two usually for money.
The two for money is part of a fantasy football website that also incorporates a pick 'em. I got hip to it from someone at an alumni club football-watching party. It's run by a friend of his son. He says this website, where people pay in a fee of $25 to play these competitions, got to be so popular (and, I'm guessing, lucrative) that he quit his job and is working this website full-time. Nice work if you can get it.
So partly because a fellow alumnus asked me to check it out and party because I am a degenerate gambling, I signed up. This was at least three years ago. I have signed up for these competitions ever since, even though I have not come close to winning. It does not help that, from time to time and despite e-mail reminders, I have forgotten to chose my picks, either in the suicide pools or the pick 'em. And on this website, if you do not choose a team in the Eliminator, you automatically lose.
That's what happened this week. I was watching the Giants-Eagles Game while scrolling through my e-mail. I received a reminder from this website saying I had yet to choose my team in the "Second Chance" suicide pool. I thought I had already done that. But then I slapped my head, uttered, "Fuck," and realized I had probably gone through all my picks for the pick 'em game without going to the suicide pool and making my selection. Fucking Christ.
This is not the first time I have bowed out of this website's games because I forgot to select. But as bummed as I am now, at least I didn't spend $25 this year. I did so the previous years, and I know that I have missed picking in one of the three competitions at least once every year. I don't remember being so furious at myself as I am now. Maybe I should be, because I had been throwing away $25 a year for at least the past three.
Why have I not cared? Sure, it's only $25, but it's also money. I could use that for something else, or at least give a full-hearted effort to remember to make picks every single darn week. Sometimes I don't understand why I am the way I am.
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