Man in the Mirror - Week 8
“I'm starting with the MAN IN THE MIRROR,I'm asking him to change his ways;And no message could have been any clearer,If you wanna make the world a better place,Take a look at yourself, and then make a change!”
- Michael Jackson
This blank canvas that my eagle feathered quill will be used to craft such a philosophically intellectual postulation that would challenge the aptitude of our history's greats. But understanding the capabilities of my patrons that assimilate my documentations throughout the course of a year in translation: This will be a creed thoughts blog.
Man in the Mirror
First things first, say what you want about Michael Jackson raping/sexually assaulting children and or helicoptering a his baby over a hotel balcony like a hockey players dick in locker-room shower post big win but this guy took his own man in the mirror claim seriously.
This guy looked at the man in the mirror and literally made some fucking changes. In that same vein over the last week and half, I have looked in the mirror and decided I need to make two changes.
Change #1.) : The Steelers define, dominate, and determine my overall health for about 9 months a year. It really occurred to me during/after the Bengals game a few Thursdays ago. I always joke the reason I don't have a CFB team, Baseball team, NHL Team, NBA team, Soccer team, and or really any other "team" I cheer for is because I don't have the energy to put into anything else other than the Steelers. After taking a long-long look in the mirror after that Friday morning I realized I have to change.
Quick Side Bar:
Sure I love the USMNT, but that's more of an American pride + overall fan of the sport soccer. Manchester United is "fun" but following how our Americans do overseas is miles ahead of that fandom. Call of Duty is a hobby I truly love and enjoy the strategic side, but its a video game. Gambling when I am hot I love and when I am cold I quit for a week.
Back to the show:
I'll spend 8 hours a day across two week rumor mill on X, the everything app, refreshing and tracking what PrettyRicky tweets about Aiyuk getting traded to us. Same with Patrick Queen, DK, Rodgey, Jalen Ramsey, and Pickens. My Youtube algorithm is purely burner/clip/soon to-be-banned view farming accounts that strip any Steelers segments/takes across, Rich Eisen, First Take, Good Morning Football, and etc. I watched every fucking post training camp press conference like a daily fucking podcast July-August regardless if it was Rodgers or backup tackle Spencer Anderson talking. The Tuesday everyone arrived at training camp I turned notifications on for Alex Koraza, Brooke Pyror, Andrew Flipioni, Steelers Depot, Steelers NFL twitter, and even randoms on X that were fans JUST TO SEE PICTURES OF PLAYERS WALKING INTO SAINT VINCENTS COLLEGE.
All of you I'm sure are like "Yeah we know Kyle". But you may not know after that Bengals I am so physically invested in this fucking team that after game I was so fucking mad after that loss I couldn't fall asleep till 4am. Think about that. I legit couldn't sleep because of a week 5 NFL regular season game.
I am so fucking emotionally invested in the fucking Steelers that you may not have noticed:
It's gotten so bad that this year:
Lastly, I fucking crash out on my bestfriends for friendly jabs and totally ruin the banter, vibe, and fun of sports. So I'd like to apologize for that crash out and will be working on emotionally and physically separating from the Steelers.
Note: I am not quitting my fandom of the Steelers, but I am in hopes working to a point that the word "football" doesn't trigger me to the point I can open up any fantasy football app, type these, listen to podcasts, and not crash-out friends/ruin days/weeks of my life.
Change #2.) : Fantasy Football next year. The strategy of just "taking shots" has maybe been the worst fucking dumbass fantasy strategy in the history of doing fantasy. In a re-draft only two keeper league its worse than my 0 RB strategy.
Bro. Literally every single one of my picks missed. Not one even lived up to their fucking drafted round. Henry by all accounts has been a bust. Treyvon is now getting 0 carries a game. Tet I traded but still is not a 4th round value, Ebuka was but last two weeks is hurt and doing nothing, Pearsall is fucking dead, Aiyuk on IR (never drafting a fucking IR player again after doing it last year with Jonathon Brooks and Chubb), Benson dead/dropped before week 1, Croskett traded but not worth a dime, hollywood brown dropped before week 1, Jayden ass/hurt, Jamo is ass, Gurrendo dead + ass, Likely useless. I wasted an entire fucking draft taking shots on rookie/unknown names who aren't even keepers or worth a fucking penny.
I say that because: CMC will not be on my roster come Week 11 trade deadline. I will be giving him away for pennies on the dollar and don't give a flying fuck if I am overpaying.
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My promise to you all, next week will be projections/rankings and my projected winner.
~ My Brain
PS: I promise to be a changed man until: Mike Tomlin is fired or we win a playoff game.
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