Alright, let’s talk about this… uh… brock purdy and david montgomery, yeah, that’s what they call ’em. Football players, you know? My grandson, he’s always yellin’ about ’em on Sundays. So, I figured, why not blabber a bit about it myself? Don’t expect no fancy words, though. I just say it like it is.
First off, this Purdy fella, he throws the ball. A lot. They say he gets somethin’ like 252.7 yards every game. Now, I don’t know what a yard is exactly, but sounds like a lot, right? Like walkin’ from here to the big oak tree by the road, only more times, I guess. He wears number 13. Why 13? Well, his daddy liked some old-time player, Marino, somethin’ like that. Used to watch him on the TV. So, the boy, he wears the same number. Kids these days, always copyin’ somebody.
- Purdy throws the ball real far.
- Number 13, like some old-timer.
- His daddy made him watch some football guy.
Now, this Montgomery guy, he runs with the ball. He’s one of them runnin’ backs, they say. My grandson told me he used to play with Purdy back in college, some place called Iowa State. Probably runnin’ around in the cornfields, them two. Anyways, Montgomery, he’s tough. He gets the ball and he just plows through folks. Like a bull in a china shop, that’s what he is.
So, these fellas, they play this game… fantasy football. My grandson, he’s always frettin’ over who to start and who to sit. Start ’em, sit ’em… sounds like a dog show to me. “Must start,” he says, all serious-like. Like it’s the end of the world if he picks the wrong guy. He spends hours lookin’ at these “rankings,” whatever those are. Says it helps him win his game. Kids and their games, I tell ya.
Start ‘Em or Sit ‘Em? That’s the big question, see? It’s like pickin’ beans. You gotta pick the good ones, leave the bad ones behind. Only, with these football fellas, you never really know who’s gonna be good on any given day. One week they’re heroes, next week they’re… well, they’re still gettin’ paid, that’s for sure.
Gibbs, that’s another name my grandson throws around. Said he got hurt, somethin’ with his leg, but now he’s back. Hamstring, they call it. Sounds painful. Like pullin’ a rubber band too tight. Anyways, he’s back now, runnin’ around again. More choices for the start ’em, sit ’em game, I guess.
Every week, it’s the same thing. This Iyer fella, he writes stuff about who to pick. My grandson reads it like it’s the gospel truth. Me? I just watch the chickens. They make more sense sometimes. But, I guess it’s fun for ‘em. Keeps ‘em busy. Better than gettin’ into trouble, I suppose.
So yeah, Brock Purdy, throws the ball far. David Montgomery, runs like a bull. Fantasy football, makes folks crazy. That’s pretty much it. Ain’t nothin’ more complicated than that. Just a bunch of fellas runnin’ around, throwin’ a ball, and my grandson yellin’ at the TV. Life’s funny that way.
And remember, don’t take ‘em outta your lineup, whoever they are. Unless they ain’t playin’ good. Then, I guess, you gotta sit ‘em. See? I’m learnin’ this stuff. Maybe I’ll start my own fantasy chicken team next. Now that would be somethin’.
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