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How to Improve Your Fantasy Life

Monday, September 24th, 2007

With fantasy baseball season winding down, football in full-swing, and both hockey and basketball about to get started, Canon Fodder would like to offer up six ways to improve your fantasy sports experience.

Bigger leagues are better – Eight- and ten-team leagues are for wussies. The NFL has thirty-two teams but there isn’t enough talent for sixteen to twenty fantasy teams? The thinner the talent pool, the more opportunity there is for shrewd owners to separate themselves from the pack. Any fantasy league hack can listen to a local talk radio show to sort out whether to start Donovan McNabb or Matt Hasselbeck. In reality, the whole effort is a waste of time because both QBs will likely produce near identical numbers. In bigger leagues, those two would be on separate teams and the challenge comes in figuring which platoon running back or third-tier wide receiver is poised for a breakout game. Much like the professional leagues (you know, the ones you’re supposed to emulating), games aren’t always won by the elite players. Top players put their teams in a position to win and allow “lesser” players the opportunity to succeed. Thin the talent pool and you’ll increase the distance between good fantasy owners and those that are merely lucky.

Everything should count – Whether you’re in a free Yahoo league or paying a major provider like SportsLine, there are plenty of options available on the scoring tables to add layers of depth. “Simple” and “standard” scoring systems are exactly what their names imply and little more. Most anyone interested in participating in a fantasy sport is likely to be divining the inner secrets of the game. Why should the league’s scoring system retard thinking to only a single path to success? The more ways there are to score, the more ways there are to succeed. (There’s a joke in my football league that players are awarded a point for getting a drink from a water bottle. In reality, the only plays that don’t score in my league are fair catches on punts and kickoff touchbacks. And when I can figure a way to tack on points for those situations, we’ll have them covered too.) Gleaning from the gumption of Gordon Gecko…

The point is, ladies and gentlemen, that more scoring – for lack of a better word – is good. Scoring is right. Scoring works. Scoring clarifies, cuts through, and captures the essence of the fantasy spirit. Scoring, in all of its forms – scoring for offense, for defense, for special teams – has marked the upward surge of fantasy sports. And additional scoring – you mark my words – will not only save your fantasy league, but those other malfunctioning tables called “simple” and “standard”.

Find balance – One of the key aspects of every sport is the balance between offense and defense. It’s not just about scoring the most points; it’s also about preventing opponents from scoring at will. The same goes for fantasy sports. In baseball, it’s all about hitters and a handful of elite pitchers. In hockey there are the scorers and a few goaltenders. Sure there will always be inequities (a dozen skaters for every starting goaltender and batters playing daily versus a starting pitcher on the bump once a week) but those can be smoothed out with weighted scoring. The objective should be to make any position worthy of the first pick overall.

Embrace the unloved – Give me your wide receivers, your tight ends, your loogies and set-up men, your NHL penalty killer yearning to be relevant. The wretched filler with which you reluctantly round out your draft. Send these, the insignificant, the overlooked to me and I will show you the way to give them import.

(Emma Lazarus just died a second death.)

Allow me to tell you how your last fantasy football draft went. Some combination of LaDainian Tomlinson, Larry Johnson and Peyton Manning were followed by another dozen running backs then a quarterback or two. Sound formulaic? Well, it’s because your scoring system stinks. While you’re tinkering with it, why not pump up the peripheral players a bit? Isn’t a reception harder to get than simply being handed the ball? Score it as such. Why should a possession receiver with a penchant for moving the chains and catching ten balls be punished for not scoring touchdowns or sprinting for 150 yards? How many first downs does it take to equal a touchdown? What about the minute-eating penalty-killing defenseman or the low-WHIP/high strikeout middle reliever? Isn’t the timely shorthanded goal or inherited runner stranded just as important as the power play goal and the home run? With the myriad of scoring possibilities allowed league commissioners, it’s almost criminal the way these contributing athletes are overlooked in their respective sports. Find ways to accentuate what these role players bring to the game.

Encourage participation – Sit in a bar and ask the average guy what he thinks about the local team and the hours will melt away. Take a spin down the AM dial and you’ll find “experts” espousing endlessly while a full rack of callers await the chance to share their thoughts on their favorite team’s ills. Fans love talking about their teams. Fantasy owners are no different (except for the fact nobody wants to hear about your fantasy team if they’re not involved in your league).

Most commissioners and owners probably don’t even realize the story posting options available on sites like SportsLine. It’s an amateur sportswriter’s dream. Write up some copy, toss in some statistics, Google a funny picture and slap on a caption. Suddenly you’re the next David Halberstam. I’ve never seen anything except positive responses to articles of this nature. As a matter of fact, the only criticism I’ve ever experienced occurs when you happen to miss posting an article. Between the voracious appetite for league-centric material and the suppressed urge every sports fan feels for being a sports journalist, there lies the perfect environment for getting more than just the commissioner involved in accentuating the fantasy experience.

Toilet bowls rule! – Taking a page from the local Gus Macker tourney, my league “borrowed” the concept of a loser’s competition for the post-season. What’s up for grabs? The first overall pick in the following year’s draft. Nobody wants their season to end no matter how unsuccessful the campaign. Toilet bowl competitions encourage continued play even if it’s only to deny a rival from obtaining the first pick. Keeping fantasy players involved throughout the season regardless of their record is always a daunting task. With the right incentives, even the lowliest of teams have one last carrot to chase after their regular season has circled the drain.

So there you are; half-a-dozen ways to improve your fantasy life (or lack there of a real one). Take the ideas and run with them. Have a few suggestions of your own? Send them my way to jeff@canon-fodder.com. Otherwise, keep passing Canon Fodder to anyone with a pair of functioning eyes. (Our gracious sponsor is too cheap to spring for a potent word processing program for this writer let alone anything to aid our throngs of visually-impaired readers in their quest for sports comedy.)

Headlines We Would Love to See

Thursday, August 16th, 2007

By Jeffrey Petts

We’ll stay away from the fantasy football primer for at least one more day. (My league is on Day Nine of our draft and I’m a little footballed-out.) Instead, Canon Fodder brings you fictitious newspaper headlines we could one day see if a copy editor falls asleep at the wheel. (Beware: double entendres ahead.)

Say MLB Commissioner Bud Selig was to discover a certain portly pitcher residing in southern California is linked to the BALCO/steroids scandal and then pointed George Mitchell in his direction. Considering many already feel Selig is the antichrist, the headline might read like this…

Commissioner’s Office Probing Angels’ Colon

Though I’m sure the MLB team in San Diego has nothing to do with the Archdiocese of Los Angeles, this could be an instance of a perfectly innocent meet-the-players event gone wrong:

Young Boys Sleep-Over Camp Embraced by Padres

What if NBA ballers Shaquille O’Neal, Carlos Boozer, Rudy Gay and Vince Carter were to spend a private summer vacation shooting hoops together?

Carter Shaq-ing Up with Gay, Boozer in Remote Paradise

It might not happen often in the NHL, but Pittsburgh does occasionally beat New Jersey. Newspapers, on the other hand, might make it seem like a cold day in… well, you know.

Devils Overwhelmed by Fleury and Penguins

Finally, what if an Atlanta football icon were to dodge pending federal charges, be traded to Detroit Lions and then approached by management with the choice of a massive signing bonus or a diminutive possession receiver? You might end up reading the following over Sunday coffee:

Vick Gives Furrey the Ax; Will Spend Next Years Tossing Salad and Playing with Johnson

Then again, you might read a very similar headline if Vick cops a plea with the Feds.

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Commiserating with the Commishes

Friday, July 27th, 2007

Editor’s Note: The following is a fictional account of events from earlier this week…

…Or is it?

LaGuardia Airport, New York

***NBA commissioner David Stern is seated at an empty shoeshine stand reading a newspaper when NFL commissioner Roger Goodell walks by.***

 

GOODELL: “David? David, is that you?”

 

STERN: “Hey Roger. Are you in-bound or out-bound?”

 

GOODELL: “Just in from Virginia. The dog-thing. How about you?”

 

STERN: “I had that press conference the other day. Been talking to lawyers since.”

 

GOODELL: “I know what you mean. I thought the shooting in Vegas was bad—“

 

STERN: “—At one of my events, no less.”

 

GOODELL: “Well, that was embarrassing for both of us, but this dog situation is an utter disaster. PETA is relentless. Shoot a guy and nobody bats an eye. Wager on some dogs in a pit fight and the soccer moms form a bloodthirsty mob.”

 

STERN: “Uh-oh. Guess who’s here…”

 

SELIG: “Gentlemen.” ***MLB acting-commissioner approaches and takes a seat next to Stern*** “Why the long faces?”

 

GOODELL: “Greetings, Allan. Aren’t you supposed to be in San Francisco for when Mr. Personality breaks your prestigious record?”

 

SELIG: “If the human bobblehead hits #756, my people have instructions to prop up a cardboard cutout of me in the owner’s suite.”

 

STERN: “It’s not as though anyone could tell the difference.”

 

SELIG: “Hey, it ain’t easy cultivating this image as a curmudgeon.”

 

GOODELL: “Regardless, you’re in an especially chipper mood. You finally get that salary cap of which you’ve been dreaming?”

 

SELIG: “Haha, guys. We’ll get that cap someday. We’ll probably go after it when Big George gives up the ghost. In the meantime, your leagues seem to be the hot topics on the airwaves and neither of you are even in-season. Between gunplay and dogs,” ***Goodell winces*** “…and suspect officials,” ***Stern groans*** “…well, you haven’t seen BALCO in the headlines for a few days.”

 

STERN: “That crooked ref could have happened to any of us. Honestly, I was sure Roger would be dealing with this first.”

 

GOODELL: “Pardon me?”

 

SELIG: “He’s right, Roger. We both were sure the NFL would be the first to be fixing games.”

 

GOODELL: “I rule with an iron first and our officials have integrity in spades.”

 

STERN: “I used to believe the same thing. Then…”

 

SELIG: “Don’t feel too bad there Dave. When the Feds get through with that bozo, all of our officials will feel their colons pucker when they get within a mile of sportsbook.”

 

GOODELL: “He’s right, David. When the Federals gets involved, it’s “game over” for those that have drawn their ire. I believe a certain quarterback has played his last game.”

 

SELIG: “I’m sure he’ll get to scramble around in a pickup game or two around the prison yard.”

 

GOODELL: “Doubtful. He’ll surely be attempting to avoid 300-pound behemoths, but it will be in snug confines of a cell. The place they’ll be sending him won’t be the country club they sent ol’ Martha Stewart. He’s going to one of the dreadful ones nobody talks about.”

 

SELIG: “What about Donkey Kong?”

 

STERN: “You mean ‘Pacman’.”

 

SELIG: “Whatever. Where’s he going?”

 

GOODELL: “Likely nowhere. To paraphrase those awful commercials, what happened in Vegas will probably stay in Vegas. Local prosecutors don’t swing quite the big stick mister ‘Ron Mexico’ is facing. I’ll wager the ‘Pacman’ is back in camp a year from now.”

 

STERN: “Once my mess is settled, I’ll bet we never hear from my little problem again.”

 

SELIG: “You think the mob will take care of him?”

 

STERN: “Naw. He’ll get witness protection. He’ll end up officiating high school games in Podunk nowhere and collecting a government stipend to stay ethereal.”

 

GOODELL: “It could be worse. You could be him.” ***Goodell nods his head toward NHL commissioner Gary Bettman heading their way with a cup of coffee.

 

BETTMAN: ***Handing the coffee to Stern*** “Here you go, David.”

 

SELIG: “I see you’re still fetching java for your former boss. Old habits die hard for you, Gary?”

 

BETTMAN: “Don’t you have a steroids scandal to ignore?”

 

GOODELL: “Don’t you have a fanbase to ignore?”

 

BETTMAN: “Ha. Good one, Roger. Pick on the guy in fourth place.”

 

STERN: “Fourth?”

 

BETTMAN: “Et tu, David?”

 

GOODELL: “Last I checked, you need to have a television contract to be considered a significant sport.”

 

BETTMAN: “We have a contract.” ***Goodell, Stern and Selig chuckle and guffaw***

 

SELIG: “He’s right, guys. They’ve got their ‘Game of the Week’ sandwiched between a fishing show and cycling.”

 

GOODELL: “If I recall, didn’t NBC cut away from one of your playoff games for a horseracing pre-show?”

 

BETTMAN: “They continued coverage in the two cities involved in the game.”

 

STERN: “So the audience dropped from zero to nothing.” ***More giggles from Stern, Selig and Goodell***

 

BETTMAN: ***Pleading*** “David, please.”

 

STERN: “I’m sorry, Gary. I just forgot how much I loved having you around to play the foil. I guess old habits really do die hard.”

 

***The conversation is interrupted when NASCAR CEO Brian France and MLS commissioner Don Garber walk by***

 

GARBER: “Hey, Dave, Bud, Roger, nice to see you guys.”

 

FRANCE: “The last time we saw you three together was at that ESPN soiree. That was one great party.”

 

BETTMAN: “ESPN?”

 

STERN: “The ‘worldwide leader’ had an event for all of the leagues it has contracts with.”

 

SELIG: “The NHL wasn’t on the guest list.”

 

BETTMAN: “Even NASCAR and soccer are on the big network?”

 

SELIG: “That drops your guys down to sixth.”

 

BETTMAN: “Sixth?”

 

FRANCE: “Hey, Dave, do the imitation of that annoying-whiney guy that used to work for you.”

 

BETTMAN: “David!”

 

FRANCE: “That’s it! You know him too?”

 

STERN: ***Changing the subject*** “Brian, Don, we’ll have to catch-up with you another time.”

 

SELIG: ***Looking around*** “Where is the shoeshine boy? I’ve got a plane to catch.”

 

GOODELL: ***Pointing to a scuff on his own shoe*** “Good idea, Allan. My wingtips could use a good shine.”

 

SELIG: ***Noticing Bettman rolling up his sleeves and starting to add polish to a brush before turning his attention to Stern’s shoes*** “Good grief, Gary. You don’t work for Dave anymore. You’re a commissioner of a major leag–, err, well, you’re a commissioner now. You can pay someone to shine your shoes–”

 

STERN: ***Interrupting*** “Bud, you don’t understand…”

 

SELIG: “I understand plenty. Niche sport or not, he doesn’t have to keep sucking up to you.”

 

GOODELL: “He’s right, David. The incessant tending to your every need is quite demeaning.”

 

STERN: “Gentlemen, you don’t understand. This…” ***Indicating the shoeshine stand*** “…Is Gary’s job in the off-season.”

 

GOODELL: “Oh dear.”

 

SELIG: “Ouch.”

 

STERN: “You know, I was feeling pretty down this week but after looking at how things could be,” ***Stern, Selig and Goodell stare at Bettman working diligently at shining his shoes*** “…we really don’t have it that bad.”

 

SELIG: “Steroids or not, baseball’s ratings are up.”

 

GOODELL: “We’re more popular than ever. Some even talk of the NFL as the ‘national pastime’.” ***Selig glares at Goodell***

 

BETTMAN: “I hate you guys.”

 

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