We Back

You know that song “The Boys are Back in Town?” Of course you do. Whatever band wrote that song wrote it about The League. Thin Lizzy or something like that. I’m not going to look it up. We doing it live!

The League is back and it’s back in a big way. Ten teams, half PPR, one QB. Fantasy played the right way.

You know that song that goes like, “I’mmmmmm goinggggg throughhh chaaaaaangeees?” Of course you do. We all got a new president, some got new apartments, I got a new pair of shoes and The League got some some new members. Welcome to the show Brad and Bonez. Prime time. Rest in Peace Alex and Lebron. Alex informed us of his decision to leave pretty early into last season. While he did leave the group me he did stay true to his word on finishing out the season. Class move. He’s moving to North Carolina pretty soon, so it all sort of worked out anyway. I think his reason behind his choice to leave was he didn’t enjoy that fantasy made it impossible for him to enjoy football. I get it, Alex. Conversely, Lebron bowed out slightly less gracefully. You likely all recall the Taysom Hill debacle of 2020. I imagine ESPN’s handling of this situation led to fights in every fantasy league. Combine that with some other house keeping arguments the kid left midseason. We just straight up played with nine teams last year. Probably the most chaotic part of 2020.

You know that song that’s like, “we ain’t going no where, we can’t be stopped now, cause it’s bad boy for life?” You probably do. It’s a really, really good song. I had a nice rebound last year from a somewhat disastrous 2019. Second place. Not bad. A lot of other people would’ve killed for silver. Not me. I wanted the gold. I wanted it bad. I was full McKayla Maroney after championship week. Brent turned his team into a juggernaut due to some unruly trades. I knew it was going to be tough. I don’t want to paint myself as some great underdog story. It’s me after all. Ryan was our Cinderella story last year. Still, I was severely under matched. It was close but you know what they say about things that are close. You make an ass out of me. No excuses. I’ve been putting in the work doing mocks and doing some pretty intense research. I also have the first pick. I’ve never been so confident going into a season. It’s Beans Corp for life.

You know that song that goes like, “I have died every day waiting for you
Darling, don’t be afraid I have loved you for a thousand years,
I’ll love you for a thousand more.” If you know me you know that song makes me cry on sight every single time no matter the time, place or situation. It’s because it reminds me about how I feel about The League and all that comes with it. The people, the yelling, the wings, the chips, the yelling, the comradery and the yelling. Oh, and the content. I love the content. The blog and the pod. Last year I couldn’t keep up with it nearly as much as I wished. Work was nuts. I think I only wrote three or four Look Back At Its. We probably podded only a little bit more than that. To be fair, later in the season it got straight up unsafe for Andrew and I to be in the same room within a proximity close enough to record a podcast. Regardless, barring any unforeseen circumstances within the next few months I am full steam ahead. Bloggin, poddin and mobbin.

The draft order is set. The mocks have commenced. The air fryer is heating up.

The League forever.