I have recently been informed that my fantasy football trophy has been “stolen.” While I understand that its theft is an elaborate story to keep me from obtaining said trophy, I am still MOST displeased. The e-mail I received detailing its theft led to the following exchange:
For shame! I am somewhat delighted that after my stunning (for me) lack of trash talk until the final 2 weeks, as well as a completely fabricated cheating allegation heaved my way, apparently the fact that I won, on my initial foray into fantasy football produced this sort of response. Ha! You got beaten by a girl! Nyah-nyah!
In other news, I’m going to see Edward II tonight with LB, stopping by the bookstore to get Michael Pollan’s new book (read a review here from Ethicurean), and hopefully indulging in Matchbox‘s spicy meatball pizza pre-show.