Lloyd had his fantasy baseball auction at school today. For those of you who don’t know what it is, let me – the uninformed, uninterested party – explain it to you. Lloyd grows increasingly silent over the course of a couple of months, hunched over his Blue Folder in front of the computer, muttering things about ‘pitchers’ and ‘stats’. As the Big Day draws closer, he grows distracted and restless.
Yesterday he set up the band room for the Event. He’s got it down to a science – a computer with three little screens that hold The Information, three giant projectors and three giant screens to show The Information to all in attendance (programs and grids with words and numbers. I assume they are player’s names and those ‘stat’ things). He supplies pizza and pop to keep all 20-odd attendees quiet and sated, for they have also been distracted, restless and hungry the past few days. They take pretend money and bid on real players (but not the Real Players – where would we keep them?) to make a pretend team that plays for real stats that add up to a Number. The winner has the best Number.
How was that, Lloyd?
Lloyd Here:
Hmmm, I’d like to think there’s a little more to it than that, but maybe not. I sure wish I would have remembered to take a picture of everything after it was set-up. Trust me, it was amazing. The spreadsheet we use to run the auction has been downloaded by 114 other fantasy baseball people in the last few months. You can read about that here if you’re interested. I got my own little bit of internet fame this month too. Nothing like Lauren’s Little Pies, but the fantasy baseball files I’ve collected were mentioned here.
It was a strange auction. Nothing went the way anyone thought it would. I walked away with way too many $#%@ Mets for a Cardinals fan, but I did get Pujols (and his elbow is fine, thank you very much).