On the TV show “The Bachelor” (and don’t tell me you don’t watch it – I just know you’re TiVOing it every week, Nick!) after the bachelor has selected his plaything, there is an episode called “After the Rose” where the girls get to tell their side of the story. The Monroe Doctrine felt it only fair to allow the lampooned owners the opportunity to set the record straight. The Revenge and Clowns provided their versions and Moore Better has promised some juicy stories when he gets back in town. No doubt he's doing some scouting work for Steve to see what Swiss bank they can buy out.
The Candy Colored Clowns (with an assist from the Kenndoza Line) were the first to offer their side of the story. Mike was pleased that the MD “actually captured my attitude and flippant sense of humor. Which is surprising since we had limited interaction at the draft...other than my allowing you to have D. Lee.”
Thanks Mike, but let’s set the record straight. There was no allowing anyone to have anything. I was Chris Moneymaker to your Sammy Farha. I saw you playing with your chips, noticed your tell and went in for the kill.
Kenn chimed in with a bit of smack for his buddy. “As for the bowling, Mike claimed he had a 180 average in college ("out of what, a thousand?"), so we wanted him on the team. He brought a lot to the table, like buying the first round of beer for being the low man each week as well as a deck of nudie playing cards for his dork teammates to appreciate.”
Mike unwittingly smacked him back (I say unwittingly because Kenn and Mike e-mailed me independent of each other [to my knowledge] and traded punches on the same topics). “I actually asked him what's with Mr. Corn Cob at the draft, even though he used to grace Kenn's desk at STATS. And you graciously left out the fact that I awarded him our bowling team's deck of nude women cards after we finished our league play so that he could learn about the female anatomy. I think it might have actually led to his eventual marriage”.
Kenn did seem to acknowledge that it isn’t surprising the Clowns are higher in the standings than the Line. “If I've ever beaten him in a fantasy baseball league, I sure don't remember it.”
While Kenn and I both enjoyed the fabricated origin for Mike’s team moniker, I’ll let Mike give you the real story.
“And finally, as a journalist myself, I would be remiss in not pointing out the only real glaring factual error (surprising there was only one, considering the "in-depth" interview process). Skittles and Chuckles are actually my two favorite candies. Of all time.
The Candy Colored Clowns actually get their name from a Roy Orbison lyric from the song "In Dreams", which plays a small but pivotally creepy role in the David Lynch film classic "Blue Velvet." I thought it had a nice double-meaning: kid-friendly mascot or menacing man in makeup.”
Tim rebutted with information that says the MD was closer to the point than expected. “Loved the brewery thing. I'll have to give that some serious consideration. I've brewed a few batches of my own but don't think it's quite ready to go public!”
There was geographic accuracy and some interesting Cub related stories. “I'm a born and bred Chicago boy, living in this area until 15, when my family moved to the Bay Area. Lived there for about 20 years and became a Giant fan (when in Rome...) while still peripherally following the Cubs. Even was at Jack Murphy to see the Cubbies lose 3 straight (many beers, peanuts, and insults were thrown my way), although I'm quite sure a few less than savory comments about Steve Garvey may have passed my lips.
Was in S.F. for the 89' earthquake. Had the TV on ready to see the Giants/A's when all hell broke loose! Got introduced to Fantasy baseball at the time when Jose Rijo ruled the world (that may have been the one season he was healthy all year!).”
Tim and his family moved back to Chicago where it turns out he became the second CFCL owner to pursue education as a career. “I teach 5th grade in Arlington Heights. I even found a way to pass Fantasy Baseball off as a summer school class! Go figure!”
But here’s how Tim best wraps up his experience in the CFCL thus far. “As for the CFCL and completely unexpected April success, I feel like the guy who ran with Ross Perot (James Stockdale??)... ‘Who am I...what am I doing here?’”
Monday, April 28, 2008
Monday, April 21, 2008
The Trilogy is Complete - Heeeere's Tim!
We embark on the final leg of our trilogy as we meet Tim Mokert. He is the last owner profiled, but certainly not the least as he is a favorite of one long-time owner.
“I, Richard Bentel – owner and mismanager of Dem Rebels, do hereby solemnly swear to honor, cherish and adore the membership of Tim Mokert, until death do us part. . . . Or until he doublecrosses me at next year’s draft.”
“I had no idea just how popular a guy could be by bidding two cents on Barry Zito. Had I known this in high school I would have been going up to all the hotties, bidding .02 on every ballplayer I could think of.”
Tim’s story begins in the Bay area (San Francisco, not Green) where he started his adult life running a Microbrewery. “Everyone else is growing grapes for the Wine Set. Me? I want to serve the common man with discerning taste.”
An errant conversation from a group of Silicon Valley big shots sent his life into a new direction. “I stopped by their table to see if they enjoyed my latest brew. As I was approaching, one guy was complaining of the production of Rick Reuschel. Another guy was harping at the slump of Bobby Bonilla. I heard them say ‘For what we paid for them, we should be getting more in return.’ I thought I was hearing the owners of the Giants and Mets talking. Turns out they belonged to a fantasy league. After some quick thinking, I joined the league on the promise that I would provide free beer to all league functions.”
The rest is history. Tim made quite a mark on this Bay area league, becoming the Commissioner and staying a part of it, even after he moved back to Chicago. Once back in Chicago, he ditched the microbrewery business and looked to make a splash in corn dogs. “Rolling Meadows is the perfect location to build the corn dog empire. It’s near O’Hare to catch all the tourists, and right off the main expressways to nab all the construction workers.”
He was also looking for a local league to dominate and saw the posting for the opening in the CFCL at the Fantasy Baseball Café website.
“My team name came pretty easy to me,” says Mokert. “Sometimes when we’re coming up with new recipes for the corn dogs, they don’t always turn out the way we would like. Then production stops for a few days while we deal with the residual issues.”
As the saying goes, “When one gastro-intestinal owner’s door closes, another one opens.”
Fortunately at the draft, there were no “corn dog issues”. Mokert made a splash right away, acquiring the eighth player of the draft, Jake Peavy, for .42. “I was looking for a California guy to start off my day and he was the first one brought up. That’s also probably why I went to .02 on Zito. I didn’t have any Giants on my team yet. I sure wasn’t trying to become best friends with Bentel. The guy won’t leave me alone. The e-mails, flowers, gift baskets. Dude, aren’t you married?”
Little does Tim know those are diversionary tactics to knock him from his current Second Place Loft. They are NOT, according to a source within the Rebel Flannel Factory, affectionate tokens of appreciation – as far as you know.
“I, Richard Bentel – owner and mismanager of Dem Rebels, do hereby solemnly swear to honor, cherish and adore the membership of Tim Mokert, until death do us part. . . . Or until he doublecrosses me at next year’s draft.”
“I had no idea just how popular a guy could be by bidding two cents on Barry Zito. Had I known this in high school I would have been going up to all the hotties, bidding .02 on every ballplayer I could think of.”
Tim’s story begins in the Bay area (San Francisco, not Green) where he started his adult life running a Microbrewery. “Everyone else is growing grapes for the Wine Set. Me? I want to serve the common man with discerning taste.”
An errant conversation from a group of Silicon Valley big shots sent his life into a new direction. “I stopped by their table to see if they enjoyed my latest brew. As I was approaching, one guy was complaining of the production of Rick Reuschel. Another guy was harping at the slump of Bobby Bonilla. I heard them say ‘For what we paid for them, we should be getting more in return.’ I thought I was hearing the owners of the Giants and Mets talking. Turns out they belonged to a fantasy league. After some quick thinking, I joined the league on the promise that I would provide free beer to all league functions.”
The rest is history. Tim made quite a mark on this Bay area league, becoming the Commissioner and staying a part of it, even after he moved back to Chicago. Once back in Chicago, he ditched the microbrewery business and looked to make a splash in corn dogs. “Rolling Meadows is the perfect location to build the corn dog empire. It’s near O’Hare to catch all the tourists, and right off the main expressways to nab all the construction workers.”
He was also looking for a local league to dominate and saw the posting for the opening in the CFCL at the Fantasy Baseball Café website.
“My team name came pretty easy to me,” says Mokert. “Sometimes when we’re coming up with new recipes for the corn dogs, they don’t always turn out the way we would like. Then production stops for a few days while we deal with the residual issues.”
As the saying goes, “When one gastro-intestinal owner’s door closes, another one opens.”
Fortunately at the draft, there were no “corn dog issues”. Mokert made a splash right away, acquiring the eighth player of the draft, Jake Peavy, for .42. “I was looking for a California guy to start off my day and he was the first one brought up. That’s also probably why I went to .02 on Zito. I didn’t have any Giants on my team yet. I sure wasn’t trying to become best friends with Bentel. The guy won’t leave me alone. The e-mails, flowers, gift baskets. Dude, aren’t you married?”
Little does Tim know those are diversionary tactics to knock him from his current Second Place Loft. They are NOT, according to a source within the Rebel Flannel Factory, affectionate tokens of appreciation – as far as you know.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
One Moore Owner To Meet
In our continuing stooorrry about the three new additions to the CFCL we turn our attention to Michael Moore. Admittedly the CFCL was a bit nervous having a famous film director join their round table. Oh sure, the CFCL is not new to, nor intimidated by, the film industry. Having been featured in Trading the Gator, the red lights and red carpet are part of their makeup. Additionally let’s not forget the horrible mistake of a film the Bulls made at home in their youth (visit YouTube.com and search on “Bulls Getting Jiggy With It”). Being around a camera is second nature to the CFCL.
Imagine the surprise when, on March 30th, a dumpy, hairy, bespectacled man did not enter the Draft War Room, but a clean cut, slim, young banker did. This is Michael Moore? This is Michael Moore.
Currently residing in Rogers Park on the North Side, the Moore story starts earlier. Growing up in rural Wichita, Kansas young Michael was sitting at the dinner table one evening, having just shucked his twentieth silo of corn. He heard his sister proclaim: “Momma, these cornbread muffins are more better than them flapjacks you made this morning!” Young Michael’s life was changed forever. “If I ever move to Chicago and join an elite fantasy baseball league, I’m going to call my team More Better. No wait!!!! Moore Better! I could work my name into it! How cool! Hmm. I should go into marketing.” And a dream was born.
A few years later after Michael finished high school and college in the back of the warehouse of Brooks Agricultural in Salina, Kansas, he loaded up his car to head to Chicago. His father, hugging him good-bye, slipped a few extra dollars into the pocket of Michael’s waistcoat and wished his son “God speed.” After a few months of hitting the streets of downtown Chicago trying to show off his Marketing Wizardry, Michael was down to his last few dollars and desperate.
A stranger eating a bratwurst approached. Engaging Michael in conversation our Caped Crusader heard Michael pine, “All I want is to join a Fantasy Baseball League, forget about marketing and get into banking.”
“I think I can help you on both fronts,” said our hero as he adjusted his Brewer boxer shorts and straightened his Bernie The Brewer headpiece. “You see I am recent champion of a prestigious Fantasy League. And I also happen to own a bank. Why don’t you have dinner with me and we will figure things out.”
And so a few months later Michael joins the CFCL and becomes the youngest current owner. Being the youngest owner could be a problem for most, but not the determined Michael. “It’s really more of an advantage because by the fifth round of the draft, most of my older compatriots are looking to take a nap and I’m just getting started.”
That strategy will need some work. This year in the 5th round Moore Better snagged So Taguchi for .02 and in the 6th round they picked up Jack Wilson for .15. “I’m not worried,” says Moore. “Now I’ve got everyone’s phone number. Around midnight next year I’m going to start calling the other owners so they don’t get a good night’s sleep. 2009 will be my year to shine.”
Imagine the surprise when, on March 30th, a dumpy, hairy, bespectacled man did not enter the Draft War Room, but a clean cut, slim, young banker did. This is Michael Moore? This is Michael Moore.
Currently residing in Rogers Park on the North Side, the Moore story starts earlier. Growing up in rural Wichita, Kansas young Michael was sitting at the dinner table one evening, having just shucked his twentieth silo of corn. He heard his sister proclaim: “Momma, these cornbread muffins are more better than them flapjacks you made this morning!” Young Michael’s life was changed forever. “If I ever move to Chicago and join an elite fantasy baseball league, I’m going to call my team More Better. No wait!!!! Moore Better! I could work my name into it! How cool! Hmm. I should go into marketing.” And a dream was born.
A few years later after Michael finished high school and college in the back of the warehouse of Brooks Agricultural in Salina, Kansas, he loaded up his car to head to Chicago. His father, hugging him good-bye, slipped a few extra dollars into the pocket of Michael’s waistcoat and wished his son “God speed.” After a few months of hitting the streets of downtown Chicago trying to show off his Marketing Wizardry, Michael was down to his last few dollars and desperate.
A stranger eating a bratwurst approached. Engaging Michael in conversation our Caped Crusader heard Michael pine, “All I want is to join a Fantasy Baseball League, forget about marketing and get into banking.”
“I think I can help you on both fronts,” said our hero as he adjusted his Brewer boxer shorts and straightened his Bernie The Brewer headpiece. “You see I am recent champion of a prestigious Fantasy League. And I also happen to own a bank. Why don’t you have dinner with me and we will figure things out.”
And so a few months later Michael joins the CFCL and becomes the youngest current owner. Being the youngest owner could be a problem for most, but not the determined Michael. “It’s really more of an advantage because by the fifth round of the draft, most of my older compatriots are looking to take a nap and I’m just getting started.”
That strategy will need some work. This year in the 5th round Moore Better snagged So Taguchi for .02 and in the 6th round they picked up Jack Wilson for .15. “I’m not worried,” says Moore. “Now I’ve got everyone’s phone number. Around midnight next year I’m going to start calling the other owners so they don’t get a good night’s sleep. 2009 will be my year to shine.”
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Meet the Candy Colored Clowns
Since our time is always limited at the Draft for socializing and connecting with our fellow owners, the Monroe Doctrine has stepped up to the plate to bring you in-depth information about our three new owners. Over the next three weeks, you will be meeting your new owners again, for the first time. Due to scheduling conflicts and time constraints we didn’t bother ourselves with the formality of actually interviewing the new owners. I’m sure what follows will be news to them as well as you.
Monroe Doctrine (MD): It’s a pleasure to have you in the CFCL.
Candy Colored Clowns (CCC): Thanks. I’ve been looking for a local league that is as dedicated as the CFCL appears to be.
MD: Did you know that you look like Mr. Mitchell, Dennis the Menace’s father? Or Calvin’s father from Calvin and Hobbes? Especially when your glasses get dark due to the light.
CCC: Interesting. My wife has told me I’m quite dashing, but I’ve never been compared to a comic strip character – let along two. Next year I’ll bring a pipe to complete the image.
MD: Where does the name Candy Colored Clowns derive from?
CCC: It’s me facing my childhood fears. Clowns scared the hell out of me and candy with various colors freaked me out. Give me a Snickers, Milky Way or Hershey’s Bar any day of the week. But jelly beans, Skittles, M&M’s and Chuckles give me the willies. Think of it like the dude from The Natural. The owner of the New York Knights had a fear of the dark, so as an adult he kept his office in the dark that he might prove he had conquered his fears.
MD: In your “application” to the CFCL you mentioned that the Cincinnati Reds are your favorite team. Do you see any future drafting problems with other owners trying to make you pay extra for your home town heroes?
CCC: Not at all for two reasons. First of all this is the “Cubs Fan Club League” so methinks there are plenty of Cub rooters that are facing the same dilemma. Secondly, I saw the abuse heaped on the Stones and their Brewer love so I think I’ll be able to fly under the radar for a few years.
MD: You certainly did make a big statement when you pointed out that .23 wouldn’t be enough to buy Corey Patterson.
CCC: Yeah, that’s true. I was just telling them the price of playing poker. It’s not like I overdid it by drafting sixteen Brewers for my reserve list. I mean, c’mon Steve, at least try to disguise your passion a little!
MD: How did you find the CFCL?
CCC: I turned right off of Meyers, into the parking lot. But seriously, I received an e-mail from Kenn Ruby asking if I would be interested in joining. Kenn and I go way back. We were in the same STATS Fantasy League and I kicked Kenn around like he was a worn out soccer ball. Then we bowled together, just because I wanted him to think he could beat me at something. I’m not so sure about him anymore, though. What’s with Mr. Corn Cob?
MD: We’re not quite sure either. But the dude did win it all last year so you have to give him his props.
CCC: I will, begrudgingly.
MD: During the draft, the Rebels implored you to blink in the bidding on Derrek Lee. Ultimately you passed at .41. Had the Rebels worn their Authentic Derrek Lee jersey, would you have bid higher?
CCC: Oh man, I would have made him pay more than Chase Utley. In retrospect, I shouldn’t have blinked. I felt like the Stones were most likely going to drop (which they did), but I should have pushed the Rebels around with my pocketbook like I was Paris Hilton on a weekend spree. Oh well, live and learn.
MD: Mike, thanks for your time. Welcome to the CFCL!
CCC: My pleasure. If you’re ever in Orland Hills . . . keep driving. We’d prefer if you didn’t stop in to visit.
Monroe Doctrine (MD): It’s a pleasure to have you in the CFCL.
Candy Colored Clowns (CCC): Thanks. I’ve been looking for a local league that is as dedicated as the CFCL appears to be.
MD: Did you know that you look like Mr. Mitchell, Dennis the Menace’s father? Or Calvin’s father from Calvin and Hobbes? Especially when your glasses get dark due to the light.
CCC: Interesting. My wife has told me I’m quite dashing, but I’ve never been compared to a comic strip character – let along two. Next year I’ll bring a pipe to complete the image.
MD: Where does the name Candy Colored Clowns derive from?
CCC: It’s me facing my childhood fears. Clowns scared the hell out of me and candy with various colors freaked me out. Give me a Snickers, Milky Way or Hershey’s Bar any day of the week. But jelly beans, Skittles, M&M’s and Chuckles give me the willies. Think of it like the dude from The Natural. The owner of the New York Knights had a fear of the dark, so as an adult he kept his office in the dark that he might prove he had conquered his fears.
MD: In your “application” to the CFCL you mentioned that the Cincinnati Reds are your favorite team. Do you see any future drafting problems with other owners trying to make you pay extra for your home town heroes?
CCC: Not at all for two reasons. First of all this is the “Cubs Fan Club League” so methinks there are plenty of Cub rooters that are facing the same dilemma. Secondly, I saw the abuse heaped on the Stones and their Brewer love so I think I’ll be able to fly under the radar for a few years.
MD: You certainly did make a big statement when you pointed out that .23 wouldn’t be enough to buy Corey Patterson.
CCC: Yeah, that’s true. I was just telling them the price of playing poker. It’s not like I overdid it by drafting sixteen Brewers for my reserve list. I mean, c’mon Steve, at least try to disguise your passion a little!
MD: How did you find the CFCL?
CCC: I turned right off of Meyers, into the parking lot. But seriously, I received an e-mail from Kenn Ruby asking if I would be interested in joining. Kenn and I go way back. We were in the same STATS Fantasy League and I kicked Kenn around like he was a worn out soccer ball. Then we bowled together, just because I wanted him to think he could beat me at something. I’m not so sure about him anymore, though. What’s with Mr. Corn Cob?
MD: We’re not quite sure either. But the dude did win it all last year so you have to give him his props.
CCC: I will, begrudgingly.
MD: During the draft, the Rebels implored you to blink in the bidding on Derrek Lee. Ultimately you passed at .41. Had the Rebels worn their Authentic Derrek Lee jersey, would you have bid higher?
CCC: Oh man, I would have made him pay more than Chase Utley. In retrospect, I shouldn’t have blinked. I felt like the Stones were most likely going to drop (which they did), but I should have pushed the Rebels around with my pocketbook like I was Paris Hilton on a weekend spree. Oh well, live and learn.
MD: Mike, thanks for your time. Welcome to the CFCL!
CCC: My pleasure. If you’re ever in Orland Hills . . . keep driving. We’d prefer if you didn’t stop in to visit.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
The 25th Draft Is In The Books
Draft Day 2008
7:50 – Stones and Moore Better win the Da Paul Meister Award for arriving five minutes after the proposed start of the draft. Apparently they couldn’t pass up the Grand Slam breakfast at Denny’s.
8:01 - Presentation of trophy to Kenn who was too self-absorbed to show up to the banquet to receive it.
8:04 – Beginning of rule reviews and new business
8:15 - Election of the Executive Committee. Nick (unanimous despite haphazardly throwing his hat into the ring), David and Rich.
8:18 – Ruffin Privilege, Dave Holian brings up Dan Haren for .01. The DoorMatts acquire Haren two minutes later for .33. If you remember, last year the Matts didn’t get their first player until 10:40am.
8:29 – Chase Utley becomes the first .50 player with the Kenndoza Line snagging him at .53
8:41 – Mokert’s Revenge becomes first new team to acquire player (Jake Peavy at .42)
8:56 – First Round Complete
9:10 – Moore Better draft their first ever player, Andre Ethier for .17
9:45 – Candy Colored Clowns become the final first year team to acquire a player, Carlos Zambrano for .22.
9:59 – Rebels implore the Clowns to blink on their bidding for Derrek Lee. Ultimately they do and Lee goes to the Fightin’ Flannel for .41
10:08 – Rebels acquire Eugenio Velez whom the Copperfields, Ruffins and Kenndoza Line feel is this year’s De Aza. The main difference is that the Rebels were happy to draft Velez, where the Splinters were devastated when they bid .12 on De Aza. PLUS, Velez came at a 38% discount below De Aza’s price. Fantasy consensus is this is where Dem Rebels jumped the shark.
10:15 – Kenndoza Line, having walked into the draft with two dollars to spend, acquire their first outfielder (Andruw Jones for .29)
10:51 – First reference to Mike (Coulter) and Mike (Moore) in the morning by Matt Grage
11:05 – Picts use their twentieth Home Team Discount to acquire Derek Lowe
11:06 – Elijah Dukes (but not his cousin Daisy) are acquired by the Kenndoza Line for .08
11:42 – Moore Better gets locked out of the office for the third time, still not taking the hint that he’s supposed to stay in the lobby.
12:20 – Copperfields break out the traditional chicken patty on a bun for lunch
12:21 – Ruffins are the first team to draft a .01 player, Duaner Sanchez.
12:58 – Granging Bulls acquire Jose Bautista for .19, thereby completing their draft. They only have to wait two hours before the start of the Rotation Draft.
1:51 – Ruffins, Picts and Moore Better finish
2:47 – Mo’s Red Hots complete the draft by selecting Matt Murton. The 25th CFCL Draft is complete and a statement is made by the DoorMatts and Moore Better. They had .13 and .23 left in their pocket book, so they feel they can knock off their competitors by using 5% and 9% less money that everyone else. Time will tell.
3:20 – During the Rotation Draft, Kenn reports Texas is getting killed by Memphis
4:45 – The Rotation Draft is complete and everyone lets out a sigh of relief that the long day is over.
7:50 – Stones and Moore Better win the Da Paul Meister Award for arriving five minutes after the proposed start of the draft. Apparently they couldn’t pass up the Grand Slam breakfast at Denny’s.
8:01 - Presentation of trophy to Kenn who was too self-absorbed to show up to the banquet to receive it.
8:04 – Beginning of rule reviews and new business
8:15 - Election of the Executive Committee. Nick (unanimous despite haphazardly throwing his hat into the ring), David and Rich.
8:18 – Ruffin Privilege, Dave Holian brings up Dan Haren for .01. The DoorMatts acquire Haren two minutes later for .33. If you remember, last year the Matts didn’t get their first player until 10:40am.
8:29 – Chase Utley becomes the first .50 player with the Kenndoza Line snagging him at .53
8:41 – Mokert’s Revenge becomes first new team to acquire player (Jake Peavy at .42)
8:56 – First Round Complete
9:10 – Moore Better draft their first ever player, Andre Ethier for .17
9:45 – Candy Colored Clowns become the final first year team to acquire a player, Carlos Zambrano for .22.
9:59 – Rebels implore the Clowns to blink on their bidding for Derrek Lee. Ultimately they do and Lee goes to the Fightin’ Flannel for .41
10:08 – Rebels acquire Eugenio Velez whom the Copperfields, Ruffins and Kenndoza Line feel is this year’s De Aza. The main difference is that the Rebels were happy to draft Velez, where the Splinters were devastated when they bid .12 on De Aza. PLUS, Velez came at a 38% discount below De Aza’s price. Fantasy consensus is this is where Dem Rebels jumped the shark.
10:15 – Kenndoza Line, having walked into the draft with two dollars to spend, acquire their first outfielder (Andruw Jones for .29)
10:51 – First reference to Mike (Coulter) and Mike (Moore) in the morning by Matt Grage
11:05 – Picts use their twentieth Home Team Discount to acquire Derek Lowe
11:06 – Elijah Dukes (but not his cousin Daisy) are acquired by the Kenndoza Line for .08
11:42 – Moore Better gets locked out of the office for the third time, still not taking the hint that he’s supposed to stay in the lobby.
12:20 – Copperfields break out the traditional chicken patty on a bun for lunch
12:21 – Ruffins are the first team to draft a .01 player, Duaner Sanchez.
12:58 – Granging Bulls acquire Jose Bautista for .19, thereby completing their draft. They only have to wait two hours before the start of the Rotation Draft.
1:51 – Ruffins, Picts and Moore Better finish
2:47 – Mo’s Red Hots complete the draft by selecting Matt Murton. The 25th CFCL Draft is complete and a statement is made by the DoorMatts and Moore Better. They had .13 and .23 left in their pocket book, so they feel they can knock off their competitors by using 5% and 9% less money that everyone else. Time will tell.
3:20 – During the Rotation Draft, Kenn reports Texas is getting killed by Memphis
4:45 – The Rotation Draft is complete and everyone lets out a sigh of relief that the long day is over.
10:06am (Tuesday, April 1) - E-mail from the Ruffins arrives stating that he left behind half a turkey sandwich and a power bar in the refridgerator. It was delicious.
Here are some Draft Stats for you number geeks:
Most money spent at the draft on pitching: Red Hots .79
Most money spent at catcher: Ruffins .13 (Soto – last year it was the Rebels .16 for Ianetta)
Most money spent at Swing: Stones .33 Bay
Least money spent on Corner positions: Stones .03
Most money spent on Corner positions: Kenndoza Line .58
Most money spent on In positions: Kenndoza Line .55
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