Fantasy FOOTBALL.

…Pervs.

I am SO excited right now. I have once again created the Momspective Fantasy Football Training League on Yahoo (this time) and tweeted and Facebooked it for all to join in.  All you have to do is head on over to Yahoo and register or sign in with your Yahoo ID if you have one after clicking the link that will get you there. The point of this is to help women (and men) who either know nothing about football or know football and want to learn how to play fantasy football.  It all dates back to THIS POST (click that please).

THERE ARE TWO TYPES OF LEAGUES TO SIGN UP FOR.  REGISTRATION ENDS 9/7/2010 AT 11:59PM  THE AUTO-DRAFT (will explain on blog post) WILL TAKE PLACE 9/8/2010 -

SINGLE PLAYERS (NEW STUDENTS) -
http://football.fantasysports.yahoo.com/league/momspective (FULL)

http://football.fantasysports.yahoo.com/league/momspective_two

COUPLES LEAGUES (PUT YOU HEAD TO HEAD, SO TO SPEAK) – http://football.fantasysports.yahoo.com/league/momspetive_couples (more…)

Today is a huge day for football.  It also marks the end of the Momspective Fantasy Football Training for this year.  I think as the years progress, we’ll see more people joining up, since I’ll be making a few exciting changes.

Of course, my point in creating this league is to help women strengthen their relationships with their husbands/boyfriends by learning more about the NFL.  Some of the players this year knew and loved football, but wanted to get to know what the big deal is behind their spouses love for fantasy football while others who knew nothing about the sport used this as a tool to learn about the sport and show that they want to make an effort to understand the season that takes our men from us for two, sometimes three days a week.

This season, I had three training leagues and I’m so impressed with those who stuck it through to the end.  I’ve heard wonderful things about what it’s done for both the individual playing as well as their relationships.

In the first league, I actually made it to the playoffs but lost to “Steelers Girl”.  She absolutely beat my ass with a final score of 105 to 58.   Not humiliating.  Nope.  Not at all *sniff*.  Momspective II didn’t have me anywhere near the playoffs.  The two teams competing for the win was “Team Madmom” vs. “Boston Babe The Bumbles” and that Babe took that league win 130 to 52.  The Bumbles truly loved this Fantasy Football season.  She wrote about it more than I did. (more…)

Have you ever felt your heart racing in excited anticipation, just waiting for the object of your desire to be yours, truly all yours, once and for all? Perhaps while shopping at a favorite store, waiting for that lady to stop fingering the fabric of a perfect dress just your size and walking away for you to snatch it up victoriously off the rack. Or watching the timer decline ever so slowly on EBAY while you wait with bated breath praying that your fellow bidders have run out of money so that you win the Wii console for below market value. Or with fingers and toes crossed as you peek through one open eye to see if your child’s kick, shot or pass was good with time expiring on the clock for the victory. Well that is how I was feeling late Monday night as the game clock ran out on the Patriots/Saints game.

You see, I had a slim lead on my competition in the Ladies League. All of my fantasy team’s players were done. I had no one playing in the late game. And here came Julie – that scrappy, smart, Momspective League founder nipping at my heels. She had two big spots left to play for her – the Patriots’ Running Back and the Patriots’ Defense. Well that put me in quite a pickle. Because of course I am a Patriots fan . It probably put Julie in a pickle too because she is not shy about sharing the fact that she hates Tom Brady and the Pats in general. She’s a Carolina Panthers fan, so I cut her some slack because they are just awful this year, and the Pats have defeated them in the Super Bowl before – she’s allowed to be bitter. So each of us was put in the odd position of rooting against our hearts. Because our pride and bragging rights were at stake. (more…)