Slice of Life: Back to My Sisterly Ways

Dear Reader, I hope you won't think less of me after reading about my duplicitous ways...

Monday

"That's the sister I remember," my brother texted Monday evening just before game time. 

I glanced out my car window at the fall mountain colors and had to laugh. It was a cruel move. 


Flashback: Sunday Night 

In our family fantasy league, I was matched against my brother in football and basketball for the week. My basketball team was taking care of themselves, but our football matchup score was 108.8 to 108.6 at the end of Sunday night football - and I was losing. Barely, but losing. 

Upon close examination, I realized we each had left two spots empty on our team. In the busyness of an out-of-town trip, I had forgotten to add my kicker. While I had been hard at play, my brother, a superintendent in education, had evidently been hard at work and forgotten to add his defense. (Now you all know it isn't fair to pick on educators right now, but a sister has to do what a sister has to do.)

Quickly I looked up the two teams with Monday night games. The Saints had just picked up a kicker after an injury to their usual starter. AVAILABLE! I dropped a player from my bench and added Brian Johnson in hopes he'd play. 

I was feeling pretty big-sister-smug when I realized my brother still had an open space for a defense. Was there a defense available? 

I grabbed my phone and checked the availability of Monday night defenses - yep, Seattle was available; risky, but available. There was no way I could leave that defense to be picked up by my brother; I know him too well. 

There was only one thing to do: pick up the available defense. Yep, this was a devious fantasy move. In truth, I did feel a little bit of guilt, but it didn't stop me. Who could I drop from my bench? I realized the only way to make it happen was to drop my backup quarterback (which will surely make someone in the league happy this week). So I did just that. 

What has fantasy football done to me? Apparently, I am now willing to conjure up devious plots just to get a W. 


Fast Forward: Tuesday Morning

This morning, my brother awoke to realize my scheming had delivered. I won our matchup 115.6 to 108.8.  Thank you, Brian Johnson and the Saints. (For those still reading, if he had been able to grab that defense he would have won by .1 - that's right, a tenth of a point! What a barn burner!) The guilt is a bit of a factor this morning, but it's fantasy football. A fantasy coach has to do what a fantasy coach has to do. 

Yeah, I know -- karma. I'm sure this will come back to haunt me in some way this season, but for now I'm going to enjoy the victory. Sorry, dear brother. Apparently, I still easily revert to my big sister ways from childhood. I'm still the sister you remember. 




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Comments

  1. Even as an only child, I see no problem with any of this. This is the healthy kind of bantering that keeps your relationship fresh!

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  2. Oh, does this bring back the memories of you two growing up!!!!! Competition seems to run hot and heavy in our family!!!

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  3. Cathy, this is hilarious. I love the way you set us up at the beginning with Monday evening and then backtracked to explain what happened. I know nothing about fantasy football coaching, but it seems to me that was a legit strategy! Good work. And I agree .1 point loss would have been for the birds!

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