Above: Carson and his fantasy league friends at the Hampton INN
For the 15th year, the Fantasy Football League I am a member of met for our annual draft; we tend to spend a day or so hanging out and talking about life; on draft day, we conduct a pre-draft order so that each of us can make changes as it relates to drafting strategies. I drafted from the 12th position this year which really sucks. As I write this post in what we call the draft war room (really a conference room in the hotel), I am selecting my 8th round pick. For the most part, we take our league membership seriously. We all travel in from different cities and states ritually to participate in this activity. The cool thing about this group is how different we are. Each one of us are members of different professions that keep us busy… but we always find a way to escape for a couple of days. Moreover, in preparation for this activity, most if not all of us participate in pre-draft statistical analysis to measure how well a player might perform, pre-draft mock drafts (Kirk Hollis), and hours of football magazine and computer research on players we might select. All of us were able to make the draft this year except for my friend Phillip Young and Malcolm Butler. Phillip, who attended private school with me while growing up in Montgomery, and who too attended Harding University with me, had to stay in Nashville to prep for a huge court case.
I am thinking we will be back here in Searcy, Arkansas next year; however, there are rumors that we might meet in St. Louis. I am pulling for Vegas.
League commish Kirk Hollis in the war room