The past couple years, IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ve done a weekly post with some NFL thoughts and observations, mostly about the experience of watching such an Americana-driven sport. However, IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m not really a football guy, and IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ve found that I often simply donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t have a whole lot to say about the sport itself, especially on weeks when I donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t get to watch many games. As such, IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d still like to give this a go this year, but IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m going to expand it to whateverÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s on my mind. Expect it anywhere between Monday and Wednesday.
Before the hurricane hit the New York area on Saturday, I hauled out to Long Island on Friday night for the annual draft of my main fantasy football league. ItÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s pretty hardcore: 14 teams, an archaic and esoteric scoring system, two keepers, and it started 16 years ago when the majority of the league owners were in high school together. (IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ve participated for 10.)
I probably would have driven through the hurricane itself to get there since for the first time since I joined my co-owner in the league, we won the whole thing, resulting in an $1,100 payday. We were powered by a well-balanced team and the shrewd first-week waiver-wire pickup of Michael Vick, which I commemorated by wearing his jersey to the draft, to the chagrin of everyone.
(Note: I originally wrote this during the fall in conjunction with the release of Ã¢â‚¬Å“More than a Game,Ã¢â‚¬Â but while writing about the Primetime Shootout this weekend, I grew nostalgic for the greatest high school performance I had ever seen at the 2003 Shootout. I usually donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t re-up posts, but indulge me here. StuffÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s about to get crazy with LeBron as July 1, 2010 approaches, but I contend that this game in Trenton was a snapshot in time that will never be duplicated.)
ThereÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s a movie that came out in theaters this weekend that I canÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t wait to see. It has extra meaning to me and I find it particularly inspirational. IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d go as far as to go on record and say itÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s the feel-good movie of the season.
Obviously, IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m talking about Zombieland, with the great Woody Harrelson.
Okay, I admit, IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m just kidding. Though I do plan to see Zombieland, IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m referring more to More than a Game, the documentary chronicling St. Vincent-St. MaryÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s, the high school team that featured a young man named LeBron James. Considering my personal experience with that era of his life, the movie holds extra meaning to me.
As you may have noticed, this site has covered LeBron pretty closely Ã¢â‚¬â€œ from his impending cataclysmic free agency, to his relationship with rappers, to his complete dominance of the media. Well, thatÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s not new. Long before SportsAngleÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s hiatus, when LeBron was still technically in high school, we decided to follow him every step of the way.