This submission is from Anon. #3.
This was submitted to FantasyFootballDraftBoard.net via email on August 12, 2015.
“We need to drop your sister and her things off at school and get back home as soon as possible. I have a draft at three,” my boyfriend said to me last fall when we dropped my youngest sibling off to begin her second year at University of Connecticut. Although I do not participate in any fantasy sports, my boyfriend belongs to many football and baseball leagues. I share his excitement as he battles his way to the top like my beloved Patriots, or sticks around close to the bottom like his brother’s favorite team, the Tennessee Titans. Either way, when Steve is happy, I am happy.
He says I am probably one of the only girlfriends out of his fantasy football friends who do not get jealous of “the guys” and “the league.” In our relationship of six years, I feel as though we are stronger because we have the things we are both passionate about, separate from the things we share and enjoy together. I enjoy reading, learning languages, and of course my schoolwork keeps me busy. He has his fantasy leagues, watching wrestling, and reading a lot of books about sports. We share a love of lifting weights, watching old sitcoms, and playing with our cat together. Thanks to fantasy football, my boy is entertained making trades and earning his “bragging rights” while I toil away on school assignments.
Over the years, we have hosted draft parties at the house. Although I hate having a bunch of complete strangers messing up my house, I have met a lot of great people who are in his leagues, guys who would stand up for me like brothers would. I commiserate with girlfriends of his friends who understand that the almighty ESPN Fantasy phone app is god for the sixteen weeks of football season. I remember making a Facebook status a few years ago saying “Fantasy Football is like Dungeons and Dragons for jocks.” Steve commented “So true, and I’m okay with that.” I am perfectly fine with it, too.
Finally, fantasy football makes gift giving easy. He is always on my mind, and I like to buy him little gifts now and then because he puts up with a lot from me. I buy him the Football Prospectus every year so he can geek out and read it cover to cover, and the Baseball Prospectus conveniently comes out right around Valentine’s Day every year. It’s a win-win situation; I can purchase a gift without putting too much thought into it and he can read and study his Prospectus books, equipped with the pink highlighter I gave him.
Fantasy Football is a way of life in our house, and I see it staying that way until he can no longer see the computer for his draft selections. Fantasy Football strengthens my relationship with him, his league friends, and entertains him so I can get schoolwork done. If he wins in his league at the end of the season, I win by getting a nice dinner or night out from his prize winnings.
This submission is from Anon. #5.
This was submitted to FantasyFootballDraftBoard.net via email on August 14, 2015.
I’d always considered myself “one of the guys”, but it wasn’t until I joined my friend’s exclusive Fantasy Football League last year that I knew I’d made it. A die hard NFL fan my entire life, I’d suffered through my youth at countless slumber parties with my girlfriends; pretending I cared about facials and nail polish while secretly dreaming of the playoffs. I was raised on the NFL, my father was a preacher and our Sundays were spent rushing from church to the TV, and game time was (almost) as sacred as his sermons. My father and I were shunned by my mom and the rest of the household for our obsession with football, I even convinced my parents to let me try out for the team when I was in 7th grade. That didn’t go well.
On the bright side, however, it did prove to my male friends that I was hopelessly devoted to sports and I was soon at the top of their Superbowl party invitation lists. I’d always had an interest in Fantasy Football, but had never actually been exposed to to it enough to understand it completely. In 2013, I stumbled across FX’s The League and without knowing the ins and outs of the game, I was instantly hooked and began searching for a league to join.
It was well towards the end of the year, and too late in the season to join, so I started my own Fantasy Basketball League so I could get a feel for it and be prepared for football season in 2014. It wasn’t easy, but I managed to scrape up 10 members and from the initial draft to the playoffs, I had an absolute blast. The ESPN mobile app made it even more manageable, and I loved every minute of it.
I’d earned enough street credit after basketball season to finally be accepted into my Facebook friend’s Fantasy Football League for 2014. I hosted the draft with a premium fantasy football board at my house and had the advantage of being “the girl”, someone the guys underestimated from the beginning. We started a Facebook group to keep in communication, and I think my favorite part of being in our league is the trash talking. It’s a way of life for me now, a great past time that keeps me involved with my friends without taking too much time away from school or family. I stay up to date on my players, and have learned more about the game than I even thought possible. Fantasy Football is such an awesome thing to be involved in, it’s something I will do as long as there’s a league to be in and I don’t know what I’d do without it!
This submission is from Anon. #7
Three years ago, my boyfriend signed me up to be in a friend’s fantasy football league. Unlike most people, I did not start playing fantasy football because of my interest in football at all. In fact, I had only ever watched a handful of games in my life, probably mostly just at Superbowl parties. But none the less, he made me an account on espn.com, opened up the online draft, and I attempted to use what little knowledge of football I had to pick a team. By the end of the season I was sitting at 3-10, in last place in my division, with the worst record in the league. Luckily, my poor record did not leave a bitter taste in my mouth for fantasy football, because I had found something that helped me build and maintain many important relationships in my life.
Before I played fantasy football, my boyfriend would leave with his friends every Sunday morning to watch the games and I was not included. I didn’t want to just sit at home every time he went to a draft pick. You see, although we cared about each other we didn’t have many activities to do together. You can only go to dinner and a movie so many times before you run out of things to talk about. Being able to ask questions about the games, having him continually point out which players were on my team, and explaining how all of the madness of fantasy football worked gave us more time together.
Another way fantasy football has affected my life is that it allows me to keep in contact with friends. Not only have I met new people through fantasy football leagues, but I have been able to stay in contact with friends who live far away. A couple of friends moved across the country a couple of years ago, and fantasy football allows us easily keep lines of communication open, even if it is just as small as a text saying, “I can’t believe Big Ben threw for 6 touchdowns again!!”. When you start to grow up, you realize that it becomes harder to stay in touch with people, but fantasy football is a fun and simple, yet very powerful way to accomplish that. My boyfriend has been playing with the same friends for nearly 12 years, some of whom he barely sees once a year, yet they still consider themselves best friends.
Relationships and friends are the types of things that make life living, and fantasy football lets us enjoy them that much more. Whether you get enjoyment from watching the players on your team, just being around friends every weekend, or rubbing it in your best friend’s face every time you beat him. That’s the great thing about fantasy football, everyone can enjoy it. From a clueless girlfriend like me, to the most hardcore fan in the world, we all have a place in fantasy football and it affects all of us in our own way.