DRAFT TIME



It's that time of year. Fantasy Football Draft time. Though we happen to call ours Roto for Rotisserie, the original started back in 1984 or so in a New York restaurant.



Our leagues in baseball, football, and at times pro and college basketball date back to 1988 and we've fielded teams every year.



We have no Vultures, but we have Burrowing Owls--my team; Maddogs, Wild Hogs, and even Horned Puffins.



Then there are Benchpressers, Hitters, Carpetbaggers, and Rampages.



Finally we have Peach Creamers and Pietschskins (brothers with puns on their name) and the Buffet Boys. For the gambler in our league, look to the Double Down.



The Peach Creamers won the title last year. The Owls had the best regular season record, but were one and done in the playoffs.



It is so much fun. Every game means something because you may have a player from the Saints, Eagles, and Cowboys, as I do, and even if they're playing my favored Rams, I root for the individual player. But if it comes down to winning or losing and Marion Barber is 2 yards from paydirt against St. Louis, well that's when one's loyalties gets tested.



Generally, I'd root for the Rams D to stop him and hope to gain points from one pf my other players. But when he busted through that porous defense of the Rams and scored, I'd not feel quite as bad as if Romo kept the ball and scored himself. (Since he's not on the Burrowing Owls.)



If you're not sure about Fantasy Football and the fun it brings, just click on CBSsports.com and follow the directions. You can play 2 weeks for free.



Then you're hooked. As Spanky and Our Gang sang back in the 60's then your "Sunday Will Never Be the Same."