November 27, 2021
We’ve spoken many times about how sports… despite their many flaws… still serve the greater good. My family is pretty far flung. My kids live in Athens, GA – Detroit, MI and Missoula, Montana. It makes it tough to grab a quick cup of coffee and talk about current events.
But in Montana… I help run Kyle’s fantasy football team. For those who appreciate such things… this is a real work of art. It’s a thirty team… three-tiered relegation league. I became a hero to my son in 2016 when I helped Golden Wheels… named for the late great Buffalo Bills receiver Elbert Dubenion whose name is on the wall of fame… move from an also ran status in the second division to the elite team title in just two years.
With two kids and a business to run… he didn’t have the time to properly put into it… while I… for lack of a better term… did. It helps keep us connected.
Down in Georgia my daughter Carrie… who grew up on SportsCenter in the morning before catching the school bus… routinely plays against me in a baseball fantasy league. Auction draft… salary caps… the whole shebang. I’m good at it. And she beats me. As a college professor should I suppose. It helps keep us connected.
While in Detroit… Nathan… who is a Pistons season ticket holder… goes head-to-head with me daily picking an NBA game against the spread. We’re hitting a combined three out of five right which would win serious money in Vegas. At stake is dinner at Slows Bar BQ… our favorite Michigan barbeque joint. It helps keep us connected.
And we all root for the Buffalo Bills.
Carrie, Kyle and Nathan live a combined 3500 miles away from Rochester. And that’s a little tough. So, I am especially thankful for the games that help keep us connected.