Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Reality is never as good as fantasy
So when I found out they were doing on the history of fantasy baseball, I was as giddy as a school girl. The documentaries had all been really well done. Even the ones I didn't have a particular interest in were still captivating.
Unfortunately for me, Silly Little Game was scheduled for the same time as American Idol. Now normally I don't dislike Idol, and in the past I've even enjoyed it. But this year, the contestants suck. They make William Hung sound like Placido Domingo. But as luck would have it, Yes Dear had to work late, meaning I was free to spare my ears from whatever noise was going to be coming from the Idol stage.
Second, and most surprisingly to me, was that I didn't really learn anything of substance that I didn't already know. I've not read extensively on the history of fantasy baseball, but I'd read a little and knew the basics of it's founding. I knew about Daniel Okrent who first came up with the rules. I knew that he's never won a league he's participated in. I knew that the tradition for that first league is to douse the winner in Yoo-Hoo instead of champagne. (Which, unlike the Masters, truly is a tradition unlike any other.) Basically, what the film confirmed is that I'm a nerd who knows far too much useless information.