This is kind of a psych-job. The real post will not come until tomorrow. Today, you should read Mr. Thursday’s rumination on baseball reading matter. We’re both kind of killing time until opening day at this point. Just to catch you up, Mr. Thursday will be looking at young pitchers, and I will be looking at young hitters, sizing up their seasons by comparing them to icons of the sport.
In addition, One More Dying Quail will be exploring the season via furriners.
We both like to post on Mondays, but this will be an exception for me. The reason is, my column idea for this week cannot be properly executed until tomorrow. Tonight is my fantasy baseball draft (the kind where you sit in a room with actual people and make fun of each other, and then lose a bunch of money), and I want to write a post about where these guys end up getting picked. My league has twelve teams, and the typical roto 5×5 format. It is also an unlimited keeper league, so many young players get snatched earlier than one would expect, if the team owner feels they want to nab a rising star before anyone else can.
So, tonight I’ll draft, and tomorrow I’ll give you an idea where players landed. I will probably also make fun of people I draft with, because nothing spells broadcast-quality comedy like the inside jokes told by a room full of aging losers and their pretend baseball teams.
So, until then, you can use the space below to tell me how your draft went, who you’re excited about this season, or just call me an idiot for leaving someone off my list.
