Fantasy Footballs Judged

The inevitable valley yesterday whilst descending from the peak experience of Saturday.  The Keene Friend performed one of his early morning departure routines and was gone by the time the sane people in the house arose.  Our ranks were soon depleted even more when the ABFA and son were summoned back to their life in Portsmouth.  These cruel blows would have been really tough to endure if not for the continued presence of my daughter and the Wing Man.

We were all looking forward to an afternoon on the couch while our respective fantasy football teams vied on the incomparable Red Zone.  We first had to get through the Patriots game where they faced a suddenly relevant, or so they thought, Buffalo team.  In the end they were still the Bills and the Patriots handled them like little children who’d wandered off the reservation and needed to be reminded of the proper food chain.  A couple of what looked like serious injuries to key players was the only downers.

This Guy is Definitely Back

Our fantasy team rallied from it debacle last week and sits atop a comfortable lead heading into today’s final game.  It did help that our opponent, the ABFA’s parents, had a player on their team who didn’t even suit up this week.  The ABFA also handily beat her husband, our son, to prove that victory last week over us was no fluke.  My daughter and the Wing Man were juggling several teams in different leagues and as we neared seven PM were in high voice when several unfortunate plays crushed their chances.  I don’t think the Washington Redskins quarterback will be invited to any of the Wing Man’s parties.

The Fantasy Football Field Yesterday

As the sun set we were forced to hit Ronnie’s one more time for ice cream since my daughter missed out on Saturday.  These are the type of sacrifices that prove our dedication as parents.  Since everyone except the Wing Man could care less about the baseball playoffs we left him at home while we went to see a late night showing of The Judge.  This is a legal drama that couldn’t really make up its mind what kind of movie it wanted to be and strayed into the melodramatic when it didn’t have to.  All that being said the acting craft displayed lifted the mundane material.

Robert Downey Jr. plays a big city lawyer called home to defend his estranged father, Robert Duvall, from a murder charge.  The supporting cast is similarly talented and the scenes between the two leads were worth the price of admission.  Downey is a much better actor than demonstrated in Iron Man and he more than holds his own with the legendary Duvall.  It’s a shame that neither of the lead characters were very likable because there’s no one to root for.

Today is a day off from work (Thanks Chris!) so we’ll be taking our annual Columbus Day leaf peeping tour through Western Massachusetts.  For the second year in a row our daughter will be with us although this will be the Wing Man’s first such trip.  We’ll be answering the age old question, “Can a rock musician truly enjoy a day spent looking at colorful leaves?”  I’ll report on the answer tomorrow.