MMFB FAREWELL

MMFB FAREWELL

Only appropriate that the last MMFB of the Year is the only one to get posted early in the day. Even behind a 7^th consecutive playoff appearance, the dream is over for the Chiefs after a spectacular Bank powered blaze of glory. My Sunday ended much like Darryl’s two snaps and a twist.

Alas, there will be NO 3 Up’s OR 3 Down’s on this somber day. Pull those fingers away from the ombligo as well, no Lo Comiste. Instead, I will use this year long decayed soap box to wish my final thanks upon the Machucando elite, and not so elite, for another year that I’d deem successful, but certainly came short of setting prior benchmarks.

THANKS: To the Draft Heads….those who came out to the 2^nd Annual Joo Lottery and all those who partook in the draft, as well as corresponding after party. It is my sincere wish that all of us jam together as a league post draft next season, but I’m aware some of you are nutless wonders and doubly aware that we may be in a food coma once Rubz epic 2013 spread is laid before us. Seriously Rubz,  I want you going full Guy Fieri. 

THANKS: To the posters…those who chipped in all season long. I’m finally starting to get that there’s only one chief who can give 1000 percent to this league as a whole, and sure I razz you all for you respective short comings, but a big thanks truly for those who brought it to the boards.

THANKS: To the boomers…Arian for not 1^st pick busting, Alf for swinging for the fences, Knowshon for proving Moreno’s can run inside the tackles, Da Bears and even Big Ben for doing his part in trending QB’s down as a whole. 

THANKS: To the true Machucando-ans…those who continue to treat this League, year in and year out, as the most competitive, diabolical, who’s who of Fantasy Football. We are all in other leagues, and for 99.9 percent of us, those other leagues don’t exist. Thank you for making Machucando.

And that’s pretty much it. 

I have no hate left in my heart. I let it all out Clayton Bigsby style. A flock of black pigeons set free to the sky. After the kick to the dick I received last year, getting walloped in the first round this year was Mardi Gras. I went out my way… grinchily making the same dastardly moves that leave the bystanders chirping for my fall for the grace. And fall.I.did.  I’m in my 90’s Miami Dolphins era in Machucando, the most successful unsuccessful teams—provided Terry Kirby led us to a perfect record and a Super Bowl title. But a heavy heart today. Just look at what KeBron stumbled upon when he walked into my room late yesterday. That’s right, CHIEF PACQUIAO.

DRINK IT IN SMITTY. Congrats to all of our semi finalists. I will be popping in in the next two weeks to answer any questions you may have about payouts, and what not. I'll be awaiting your feedback and interest in returning for 2013-2014 this offseason. Signing off once again, in King Chief fashion.

 

-THE CHIEF