A weekend date night

A few weeks ago, I was thrilled to set up a date for the coming weekend. During the days leading up to the planned date anticipation began building, and anticipation can be your best friend or your worst enemy. On one hand, it can leave you feeling very deflated if what you’re looking forward to doesn’t materialize. But what I was hoping for was on the other hand.

Unfortunately, the weekend didn’t go how I envisioned. The date was cancelled (for legitimate reasons) so I was left with a blank slate for that particular night. Even with the cancellation, I was determined to go on a date. I reached out to a few other potential leads, only to come up empty.

So I’ll be honest, I was upset about it. I let doubts creep in. I became my worst critic, assuming the things I don’t like about myself are what these potential dates don’t like either. I had a pity party that lasted more than a day. Maybe a couple of days… or three.

There are a few take-aways from this experience:

  1. I like when I’m more even-tempered. When things don’t go my way or something happens that shakes things up, just roll with it. Be breezy, as Monica would say. My problem is, much like Monica, breezy is not my strong suit.
  2. I heard this a few years ago and I still love it. Whether it’s in relationships, job opportunities, any scenario where you’re taking a risk by putting yourself out there, “Rejection is God’s protection.” So maybe this “date fail” wasn’t a failure at all.
  3. No matter what happens, I won my fantasy football league this past year. And it feels amazing.

Be breezy, y’all!
-Out of the Wilderness


Fantasy football is back!

Hard to believe another year of football has already started. Is anyone else as excited as I am? Honestly though, if I hadn’t won week 1, I probably wouldn’t be writing this post because I’d be too T.O.’d to talk about it. My team is The Billy Oceans and we’re going on our 11th year with the “Caribbean Queen” singer as our namesake.

The best I’ve ever finished was back in 2010 when I came in 2nd. Standouts on my team that year, and these names are really gonna jog your memory: Peyton Hillis, Tony Gonzalez, Mario Manningham, LaDanian Tomlinson, and of course, my quarterback Matt Ryan.

Here’s my problem, though. I usually draft with my heart, not my head. So I end up with players I like, who may not necessarily be the best players at their position. It’s why I’ve had Matt Ryan almost every year since 2010. Fortunately, he’s an elite quarterback but an example of how this can hurt me is drafting Kelvin Benjamin in the first round last year. He had a great rookie season but there was no reason to use my first round pick on him when I could have picked him up in the 3rd of 4th rounds at the earliest.

So now it’s 2017 and I was determined to draft with my head, at least for the first two rounds. Did it pay off? Well, I’m 1-0 so maybe? Here’s who I had on my roster going into the week 1 matches:

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I actually drafted Allen Robinson of the Jax Jaguars but dropped him in favor of Sterling Shepard before the games started Sunday. And after winning week 1, along with a handful of injuries and new players available for week 2 (because of Miami being on a bye), here’s my team going into week 2:

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Not many changes but I was able to pick up Kerwynn Williams who will be the Cardinals #1 RB while David Johnson is out, and Sanu added in place of Sterling Shepard. I’m hoping to get week 1 production out of Ryan, Howard, Gillislee, Bailey, and the Steelers D; added value from Ajayi’s first game of the regular season, Golladay having a good game again; and more production from Kelce and Adams.

Who was your first round pick? Anyone you have your eye on for the upcoming weeks? Feel free to share in the comments below!

-Out of the Wilderness

If I had a superpower…

I wouldn’t wish to fly. I wouldn’t want to be invisible or have superhuman strength. Night vision, telepathy,immortality, and jumping really high would all be at the bottom of my list.
The superpower I’d want every fall season is to be able to predict the future. Can you imagine how my fantasy football season would go then!? I wouldn’t have 4 losses, I promise you that! I may allow 1 or 2 losses as to not draw attention to myself, you know, look like a regular team. But man, if I could only know the future, I wouldn’t have so much heartache every Monday morning… in the fall.

Here’s to a win in week 8!

-Out of the Wilderness

Fantasy Football Week 4 Update

Let’s talk fantasy football, shall we? Since, oh I don’t know, about 5 games into last season I was looking ahead to this season. Why? Because my beloved Billy Oceans were still looking for their first win. It took 4 more weeks to find the W. Yeah, it pretty much ruined the entire fall season for their owner… me. I’d show up to work Mondays and Tuesdays with a chip on my shoulder. But Tuesday nights the clouds would clear because that was when players on the waiver became available! Then Thursdays Yahoo! gave their expert opinion on each player’s outlook for the upcoming week. Forgetting the previous week couldn’t happen fast enough (and often didn’t). I was desperate for a win, no doubt. I ended up with a disastrous 1-12 record. Embarrassing from any angle.

But rising from the ashes, the Billy Oceans exploded into the 2014 season with a 1-0 record. A feeling of relief when I get my second win… which hasn’t happened yet. I’m 1-2 now and the ghost of seasons past could very well be walking up the driveway. If I don’t win this week (week 4), the bone-chilling thought of a repeat season will tumble around my mind like a lone shoe in the dryer. Loud thumps I can’t ignore. But my tight end already got 20+ points from 3, yes 3, touchdowns on Thursday night. Thank you Larry Donnell! Because of you, my actual tight end is relaxing a little… till Sunday rolls around.

I Fought the Law and the Law Won

It’s taken me weeks (ok, years) to accept the fact that I stink at fantasy football. Like, really stink! The problem usually starts on draft night. This year I had the 3rd overall pick which is a prime position for picking up a stud player, even in a keeper league. I went with Matt Ryan which, if you care, was a pretty good choice. Then in round 2 everything began to unravel. I picked Shonne Green which, if you care, was a pretty bad choice. The underlying problem is that I coach The Billy Oceans with my heart and not my head! It’s propelled me to a 1-7 record that my head knows is right, and my heart is aching for it. The silver lining this football season is that the Noles are ranked in the top 5 with a chance at a National Title! If only I was part of the group that helps come up with the BCS rankings because this time, my head and my heart agree… FSU is the best team in the country.

Oh, so the reason for the title of this post… law: every time I let my heart influence fantasy football picks, I end up with a terrible record. I tried to prove that wrong this season and, well, the law won.

It’s a rebuilding year I guess,
-Out of the Wilderness

It Must Be That Time of the Month

I seem to be suffering from monthly “man stuff” today, but it’s definitely from unnatural causes—ahem, fantasy football. It’s funny and slightly disturbing that the start of the week can be so negatively affected by something this trivial—ahem, losing at fantasy football. Like, if I won this week’s matchup, all would be right in the world; I have a good job, good friends, two fun dogs, a couple of dates lined up, and an exciting week ahead. But when I lose, it’s just icing on the cake wreck; the world is falling apart, my job is difficult, my friends are lame, my dogs disobey and so do my dates, and this week’s outlook is boring with a chance of heavy disappointment. All because I didn’t start Dwayne Bowe and now—ahem, I’ve lost 4 games in a row.

This “man stuff” stinks sometimes. Period.

my life is just like this cake.

Why I Like Tim Tebow and the Little Drummer Boy

Tebow after whipping Florida State in 2009

Tim Tebow is not someone I should like. Before he was the poster-boy for media scrutiny, before he donned a Denver Broncos jersey as their quarterback, before he and his mom appeared in a Super Bowl commercial, he was a Florida Gator. And where I come from, it’s great to be a Gator hater. I’ll even avoid picking up NFL players who went to Florida (or University of Miami for that matter) on my fantasy football team.

Just like country singer Blake Shelton, I listen to Christmas music year-round so a few days ago “Little Drummer Boy” queued up in my iTunes. The song lyrics are about a young boy approaching the baby Jesus. He doesn’t have any gifts to bring him, the newborn King. So what he gives is the only thing he has: the ability to play drums.

“Shall I play for you, pa rum pum pum pum,
on my drum?”

The story goes on with Mary approving his request so the drummer boy played his best for Jesus. At the end of the day, isn’t that all Tim Tebow is doing? He puts on his pads. He laces up his shoes. Then he goes out and plays his best for Jesus. I can support a guy like that, Gator or not.

Then He smiled at me, me and my drum.