This is a picture of some men hard at work, hard at work choosing their fantasy football teams for the season. A group of about a dozen or so guys have been doing this draft for almost 10 years, I believe. They all sit in a room with their lists and computers on their laps. They hardly speak, except to say who their pick is for about 6 hours!
Well, this year I joined a league. Not a fantasy football league, but a "Star" League. It's Fantasy Football meets celebrity gossip. At the beginning of the "season", you pick your top people and they have a draft and your team is chosen. Each week you go up against one of the other 8 teams in your league. For each of the celebrities you have, you get points on how they are "showing" in the media and such. More points for a cover or video, fewer points for print.
But I have to tell you, I started out with David Beckham in the beginning of the season, scoring some big points for him at the time he arrived in America and started playing soccer here. I picked up Owen Wilson just as news of his attempted suicide hit the web. (I have to give credit to perezhilton.com for much of his right-on scoops.) And when OJ Simpson got busted in Vegas, I dropped Kate Walsh and picked him up. He's got me about 100 points just today!
But curse the person who drafted Lindsay Lohan and the other who drafted Britney Spears. Whoever has her will win the season. Right now, I'm 3-1, in second place. Pretty darn good. Yet, oh, so sad. Sad that I get excited over this celebrity-ness. With running around after 4 kids all day, wiping butts and cleaning floors, I indulge myself a bit by living the fantasy life! Fun, fun!
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