Just under two months ago I wrote about why I'm excited for the end of football season. It was because of the fantasy football league I'm in at work; I was getting super stressed about my team and about making good decisions and not looking stupid.
Fast forward seven weeks, and I am now in the final round of playoffs. It's me vs. a coworker for all the glory (and $100). Having beaten a host of boys, I feel pretty proud of myself. I can hang with the guys every so often, and apparently I have really good sports luck.
Then I can finally focus on real football and root for my Bears all the way to the Super Bowl.
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