“Well, how’d your fantasy drafts go this year,” a friend asked me yesterday. The answer?
No idea.
In what will hopefully be the oddest offseason we’ll ever experience, it’s tough to know what to make of football in 2020. I enjoy fantasy football but it’s easy to see in a year like this just how much of a privilege football is to have in our lives. That said, I’m already sad I have no stake in Clyde Edwards-Helaire or as was going around on the Twitter machine last night, The Fresh Prince of Helaire.