Newsletter Week Nine
- Nicholas Vichinsky

- Oct 28
- 8 min read
Morning Huddle
It’s a rainy middle school game. The huskies are down by 6 and both their best players are hurt. Nick is nervous, he understands the situation. They’ve barely completed a pass all season. He listens to his coach speak his winter breath in his ear :
“Ace 324 Dragon”
Nick looks astonished.
Coach nods at him.
Nick runs to the huddle and sees his team waiting for him and what stands out is his new WR1. Against the Orange jerseys were bright orange socks.
“Alright guys, 324 Dragon on one, on one” Nick says to the huddle. “Ready, Break.”
Before the huddle completely disbanded Pete, with his neon orange socks puts his facemask up against Nicks ear hole. His breath smelled like sour cream and onion chips he ate as his pregame meal before the game, and hint of worm he ate to entertain the team.
“Nick” his hot breath hissed “release the dragon.”
Pete ran to his spot at the X receiver. Nick put his hands under his center, Conor, he looked over at Pete one last time before he hiked the ball, Pete nodded.
”Hike.”
The world spun in slow motion. Nick watched Pete take a slow two step stem and then cut in on his slant. There was room between the backer and the corner. Nick took his window, a bit high. He held his breath.
In that second, put made a small adjustment reached his hands up and came down with the ball.
Time resumed to normal speed. Pete stood up, spiked the ball and in a quiet empty high school stadium Pete yelled, “RELEASE THE DRAGON”.
One catch for eight yards. It was a turnover on downs.
Commissioner’s Corner
Dear Diary,
The days blur together like the lines in the road do on a drunk evening of driving. The jurors enter the courtroom, they sit. The jurors exit the courtroom, they stand.
The judge looks at me sometimes like a sack of meat, I swear. You’d have to be there…
Oh lord I’m losing it sometimes I think. My mind wanders from the defendant to the bleak stares of the deputies. Bored out of their skulls.
And fantasy football isn’t helping, diary. What was supposed to be a fun escape, an eternal doom and gloom disease. The only thing keeping me from a case of clang cough is the guy named after a hard shelled insect.
Fuck me. Back to serving my country I guess. Maybe I’ll have a verdict soon. But for now, the only guilty defendants are those of you who keep fucking choosing wrong. Week after week.
In our anytime TD parlay. Just do better.
You’ll get a chart update next week when I have time.
Til then.
Tears and Jeers
Tears
“I’m just a nerd with my underwear over my head and stuffed in a locker” - Branden
“I’m gonna be screaming OH at the top of my lungs that day. I hope they fucking bury Bryce Underwood. Can’t wait to see what Semaj Morgan does to “help out”. May have to get his jersey after it’s all said and done.” -Bryce
Hey guys drake London is inactive so parlay is cooked! Nice work this week gents! - Pete
Jeers
“It’s like quavo wearing three different Richard Mille watches on the same arm“ - Nick
“You guys better be careful or you’ll shoot your jizz in each other’s mouthes with all this circle jerking“ - Bryce
“Don’t sleep on it I’ve got 3 weeks of free time to troll“ - Beadle
Power Clangings
Dear Jill
Petey’s Playoff Prediction
1 SEED SCUMPS
2 SEED PETE
3 SEED VS 6 SEED
BRYCE VS CREAM
4 SEED VS 5 SEED
SQUIRT VS ERIC
NEXT ROUND
SCUMPS VS SQUIRT
PETE VS BRY
FINALS
PETE VS SQUIRT
CHAMPION
SQUIRT
Fantasy Villain
Fantasy Court with Judge Jeudy
Judge Jeudy vs The Klan…g Koffin Kough
tension in the courtroom is thick, full of fear, concern and anxiety fill the murmuring of the gallery today, most wear facemasks, yet some still insist on wearing a hazmat suit
Order-Order in the court! Judge Jeudy smacks his gavel from within a plexiglass dome
Now I’m sure you are all aware of the curse that has swept across this league here, I ensure you we are all taking precautions but there is no guarantee! Bring in patient zero to face trial for league wide exposure
a man is dragged in by guards in masks, his face covered in a burlap sack
“Reveal patient zero”
the sack is pulled off to reveal a confused Joe Burrow, the guard left of him immediately crumbles with a torn ACL
“My god it’s worse than I thought, ” Judge Jeudy gasps, but quickly gathers himself and slam his gavel
“Joe Burrow, you stand accused to being the Leader of the Klang Kough Klan, Dow do you plead?”
“Who the hell are you people?” Joe burrow asks, very confused about group of men before him
“Shut up trash, I trusted you!” Scumps yells through tears
“Joe Burrow, don’t play koi with me you soy boy beta cuck, you alone have caused one of the most devastating seasons of injuries we have ever seen, how do you plead?”
“Where am I?” Joe cries
“Joe Burrow, you went down in week 2 in what seems to be a domino effect of star players getting injured, surely you can’t surmise this random happenstance?” judge Jeudy ponders
“Heh… I almost got away with it” he scoffs as he glares at his other guard who immediately retires mid trial saying “I can’t keep up with this anymore” as his reason. Joe burrow immediately gets up and hobbles out of the court room, even the slightest glance at someone causes them to go down with a 2-4 week injury window
“Someone catch him! We cannot let the Klang Koffin Kough survive!”
The manhunt for those responsible for the Klang Koffin survive!
stay tuned for part 2
Grumbles with old man Maurer
Grumbles
I have a long list of grumbles this week.
1. Jonathan Smith
2. Walmart Wolverines. Must be fun to just bandwagon on a program that is traditionally successful. Go pick up some Patriots or Cowboys gear, while you’re at it.
3. Peter Harlan Maurer (see above section for why)
4. The Atlanta Falcons
5. Why don’t we allow OUT players to be slipped into our IR slots? This is something that is used in all my other leagues…we need to talk about adding this to our league next year.
Bitterly yours,
Old Man Maurer
CHOPPED!
Intro music plays. The crowd is getting less excited about the antics. They’re starting to wonder the qualifications of a billion dollar South African baby and what he knows about ball. Lasers intensify. Elon comes out.
Elon: Welcome in to -
Crowd: half heartedly, CHOPPED
Elon: Boy it’s a real Tuesday. This week the commissioner of the Spinoff got -
Crowd: Quietly, Chopped!
Elon: You know what, what’s the point. The only the that matters left is Christian, so congrats Christian for being the default winner of the CHOPPED league. Your prize…. Someone runs out and whispers in his ear. Elon whispers, oh, ohhhhhhh, oh.
Your prize Christian is, ummm a trip to the Detroit Lions locker room to meet the players and to score Elon puts in air quotes “a real life touchdown!” Congrats everyone!
Matchup Picker
Diddler v Daddy
0%Diddler
0%Daddy
Deanith v The Underachievers
0%Deanith
0%The Underachievers
Squirtin Manning v Milky Cream Dream Team
0%Squirtin Manning
0%Milky Cream Dream Team
Cavinder Boobs are Back v Big Kupp Hunters
0%Cavinder Boobs are Back
0%Big Kupp Hunters
Orenthal James Simpson v The Tylenol Bandits
0%Orenthal James Simpson
0%The Tylenol Bandits
Scumper’s Thumpers v Hiff Clangers
0%Scumper’s Thumpers
0%Hiff Clangers
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