Fantasy Football in a Nutshell

Bill Simmons just posted the following analysis of Fantasy Football...

My big epiphany: Really, the fantasy football season isn't fun. Winning is OK; losing is agonizing. You constantly feel awful about your choices and your bad luck; it's the only exercise that causes arguments with friends you normally never would argue with; and you spend roughly a kazillion hours managing your team for the 10 percent chance that you might win your league. There's just not a ton of upside. It's almost like smoking cigarettes -- it started out with good intentions, and it's something to do, and it can be fun in the right moments, but ultimately, there are an inordinate amount of moments when you find yourself leaning out a window in 20-degree weather to puff out a quick cig as your nose gets frostbitten, or bumming a cig from a group of horrible girls and then feeling obligated to talk to them, or waking up in the morning and coughing up your right lung. Really, it's more harm than fun. And yet, we continue to do it. And love it. This entire paragraph made me want to smoke.

I couldn't agree more.  My Monday mornings over the past few years have been so depressing after a weekend loss that I deemed this year my year of FFL Zen.  I refuse to let bad luck (and I've had my fair share) ruin my ability to enjoy the sport.  But doesn't that say something if it takes a concerted effort to maintain my zen?

Like he said though, I still love it.