I asked if folks were interested in a 70’s Big Fantasy Football conglomerate, and lots of people responded. Typically 10 works well in a league — much more and the amount of quality players gets too low. Here are the 4 leagues, the first being set in stone and the others broken up by region (mostly).

70’s Big League (people that I’m friends with)
1. Me
2. Nate – brother
3. Sean – friend
4. Jake Briskin
5. Jacob Cloud
6. Kittensmash
7. Patrick Stroup
8. Chris
9. Alex
10. Justin Springer

West
1. A. Reed
2. R. Jordan
3. W. Riddle
4. A. Dao
5. Z. Huddleston
6. M. Wiegers
7. N. Jaffery
8. G Mirra
9. A. Galvan
10. M. Humphries
11. K. McCormick
12. E. Zwier-Tieda

Northeast
1. P. Humphries
2. T. Doherty
3. J. Prudhom
4. J. Farina
5. J. Forde
6. S. Skelley
7. M. Crispell
8. G. Noble
9. H. Macdonald
10. F. Prior

South
1. W. Cook
2. A. Koontz
3. C. Huebner
4. C. Kilgo
5. J. Coons
6. H. LaHatte
7. N. Hefner
8. J. Sandifer
9. W. Foster
10. J. Fultz
11. J. Jones
12. OPEN

1. I need one person from the West, Northeast, and South leagues to volunteer to be the League Manager.
2. We’re using ESPN.com.
3. All four leagues will use the same scoring (just to keep it congruent).

Drove 12 hours yesterday. Then slept 13. Getting Fantasy Football stuff together today and will update in a bit.

In the mean time check out this awesome video that Justin A. linked on the Fan Page. If you don’t want to watch the whole thing, at least listen to Stallone’s speech at 2:18.

Let me tell you something you already know. The world ain’t all sunshine and rainbows. It’s a very mean and nasty place and I don’t care how tough you are it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain’t about how hard ya hit. It’s about how hard you can get it and keep moving forward. How much you can take and keep moving forward. That’s how winning is done! Now if you know what you’re worth then go out and get what you’re worth. But ya gotta be willing to take the hits, and not pointing fingers saying you ain’t where you wanna be because of him, or her, or anybody! Cowards do that and that ain’t you! You’re better than that!

Oh, and thank the seven…FOOTBALL IS HERE