Tonight I will be rooting for the Chicago Bears because my entire fantasy season is counting on *gulp* Johnny Knox.
Basically, I need Johnny Knox to score at least 14 more fantasy points than Sidney Rice this evening in order to keep my fantasy football season alive.
In December. In an outside, nationally televised game. It will be snowing.
Don’t judge me. I had Frank Gore and Tony Romo.
Do you see that Mike Vick bullshit up there? He had 3 points at halftime. THREE! Stupid second half comeback. Stupid 45 points. That man sold his soul, I tell you. I would have won this handily if it weren’t for that guy.
I’m no tactical football guru, but I’m guessing that at 18 degrees Fahrenheit with a windchill that makes it feel like -1 there won’t be a ton of long passing plays. I mean, I could be wrong, glove technology may have come a long way but can you even imagine what it would feel like to catch a football in that weather? Ouch!