Owner Flies Off the Handle

As I was reporting the playoff situation in the Crumbpacker's Fantasy Football League in yesterday's article, I knew I would be hearing from a certain owner before the day was over. None other than the owner of Missy's Madmen called me just before noon. She was livid!

Now you need to remember that this girl owns the Madmen. Just the name of the team itself should tell you that her basket isn't quite full. I still believe that her, and her team needs medication, but that's just my opinion. I'll just throw this in as a side note, but all the other owner's in the league thinks the same thing. I have to give her credit, she is quite passionate about her fantasy football.

My phone rings, and she starts on me. "Why do you say I'm out of the running for the playoffs?" I tried to respond, but she cut me off by saying, "I am going to the playoffs regardless of what you say." She had to catch her breath so I jumped right in. "I'm sure you are going to the playoffs, but not as a team. You are going as a spectator."

Oh boy! That was definitely the wrong thing to say. Off she went again blaming me for picking on her. Telling me that I was rooting for everyone else in the league but her. She then explained to me that she could still make the playoffs if several things would happen. If the Redskin's, the Shaker's, and the Rascal's all lost this week, and she won, she would be in. That would put all those teams, including her's, at 6-8. She would then gain the sixth spot because she would have the most points scored out of all those other 6-8 teams.

You know what? She's absolutely right, and in looking over the matchups for this final week, she just might pull it off. It has to go down exactly the way she stated it though. If any of those teams win, she's toast. I must admit, she's a fiesty gal. As I listened to her I couldn't help but laugh. That was another bad thing to do. She heard me laughing

Off she went again. She said, "Ms Ernestine, I hear you laughing at me, and I'm only going to tell you this one time. I am sharpening my stick as we speak, and I am going to use my stick to hang you over the fire, and roast your butt for my Christmas dinner." Ouch! That's four times she has told me that now. I tried to explain to her that I wasn't laughing at her, I was laughing with her. She replied in a very cold, deep voice, "I wasn't laughing," and with that she hung up.

Oh this Crumbpacker's bunch is something. I sure am glad that they love each other, because it would really be ugly if they didn't. The guys, and girls in this league really play rough. I will say this to Missy, the owner of Missy's Madmen: It would be nice to see it go down the way you described it, and I, Ms Ernestine, truly wishes you luck in this final game of the season, but I still believe that you, and your team needs some sort of medication. You, and yours are just to rung up!

This picture says it all. I believe your screws are too tight. Please have them checked out.