EYE-CATCHING!
–PREM: Sporting Wicker dropped from atop Premier Mountain, as the predictions never really entirely foretold, but sort of did and will regardless 100 percent claim to have definitively done so owing to having briefly mentioned the possibility. Chucky Pad and East Loop leapfrogged Wicker Park as Bigo1 surged to third, even on league points with Wicker in the table but with a superior overall Best-ish difference. The bottom half of the table meanwhile continues to limp along, with The Money Team either cursed or The Chosen One for draws. Think not in points dropped, rather in those scooped from the icy maw of the jet-black abyss where all your favorite belongings eventually get drawn into. Reach carefully, with good balance, lest the Leviathan grasp you firmly by the wrist and drag you horribly down…
–CHAMPIONSHIP: Granitza, Unicorns and Bigger than Brolin lead the way, and now there perhaps coalesces an amoebic mass of a Big Nine, with the chasing pack shunning the unfortunate Cornballers. Nine points separate first from eighth; 21 separate first from tenth. Relegation may bite some steady mid-table clubs hard, and by fine margins. Cornballers might consider offering first waiver pick for someone throwing a fight. Collusion, what? How dare you, you liver-spotted swine. I said nothing of the kind. We Be Loyal Scouts, yo.
–LEAGUE 1: Relic and PSV still lead, both winning again. Mighty Fine Feeling lost to the league leader but still retains fourth (a coveted trophy, to some). Wijnaldum Leviosa drew with AFC Chester but slyly used that point to steal into third. Fourth Place Trophy (sounds familiar) got one over stillluvQPR to put the league on notice that even the very biggest man was-a was-a once a baby.
–LEAGUE 2: Those who have been winning keep on winning. Converse for the reverse. Route 57 FC and Mourinho-LO each lost by one measly point to their overlords in the table. The front three have a sizeable lead yet, but no one is full-out of the running as we approach the almost-third-of-the-way mark. After the international break, when all the best players come back broken and beaten, the last may become first, the first becomes last. That seems unlikely, in all honesty, but it’s fantasy football cross D&D–who the fuck knows what will happen.
Don’t forget to check out the Best-ish standings. It’s fun. And worth a cool $100. (I still haven’t updated these…)
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