I CAN'T PLAY TOMORROW... WANNA KNOW WHY??? EARLIER TODAY, I HAD PICKED MY ENTIRE ROSTER. FINE AND DANDY. LATER IN THE AFTERNOON, I REMEMBERED THERE WAS A D-H TOMORROW IN PITTSBURGH. I CHECKED THE WEATHER, AND IT LOOKED NASTY, SO, BEFORE SWAPPING ALL MY OFFENSE, I DECIDED TO WAIT UNTIL TONIGHT TO SEE IF THE D-H WOULD BE POSTPONED UNTIL SATURDAY... MADE SENSE... ALTHOUGH... I HAD ALREADY CHANGED MY PS TO THE CUBBIES -- NOT REALLY REALIZING THAT I HAD GONE OVER MY SALARY CAP.
I GET HOME ABOUT 2:30 -- A HALF HOUR BEFORE THE DEADLINE -- AND I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO INTERNET ACCESS. NO CABLE. NO DIAL-UP. FUCK!!
I KEEP TRYING AND TRYING, NO ACCESS. IT COMES TO 2:58AM AND I'M SWEATING!! WTF?!?!?!
FUCKING... 3:02AM... I GET ACCESS BACK.
TOO FUCKING LATE. MY ROSTER IS OVER-CAP, AND LOCKED. I GET A BIG, FAT, FUCKING ZERO TOMORROW!!!!!!!!! FUCK!!!!!!!!
WTF?
I AM SO FUCKING MAD, IT'S NOT FUNNY.
AND, RIGHT NOW, I AM NOT LAUGHING WHEN I SAY, I HATE THIS FUCKING GAME!!!!!
(ALL CAPS INTENDED, OF COURSE)
I studied Italian for 2 semesters. Not once was a "C" pronounced as a "G", and never was a trailing "I" ignored! And I'm from Jersey! lol
Whaddaya want me to do? Whack a guy? Off a guy? Whack off a guy?--Peter Griffin