With Major League Baseball\u2019s opening day upon us, fantasy baseball drafts are taking place across North America all week. I have included a brief summation of the start of my Fantasy Fantasy Baseball draft:<\/p>\n
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Round One<\/p>\n
You\u2019re in hospital. But it\u2019s not for some pedestrian reason like suffering a heart attack after having a long, hot shower and then masturbating while visiting your parents. No, you are in the hospital because you did something heroic and cool, like destroying the Mountain Dew skate park\/pinball machine theme park while fighting Vladimir Putin with a croquet mallet.<\/p>\n
<\/a><\/p>\n That is what you did and due to minor injuries, you\u2019re in hospital. You\u2019re recovering like a champion. No tubes are connected to you and you\u2019ve grown a beard during your stay, even though you could never grow one before. You look good. The nurse who is looking after you is pretty and compassionate and thinks that she remembers you from somewhere. She has soft, cooling skin. You have the first pick in the fantasy baseball draft and you select all-world outfielder Mike Trout, the best player in the history of the universe. Your opponents, like Vladimir Putin when he saw you grab the croquet mallet, know that they are defeated.<\/p>\n Round Two<\/p>\n You are a young girl only just past her eighteenth name day and it is your fantasy baseball draft. Your hair is silky, like it was made from the finest silk of the seven kingdoms; your eyes as dark as the night with no moon; and your skin a pale cream. You are one of the most beautiful girls in all of Westeros, but you don\u2019t think that.<\/p>\n <\/a><\/p>\n You sigh as you look in the mirror. Who will you select in the second round of your fantasy baseball draft? There are many noble options, so many great warriors available to you, but whom to pick?<\/p>\n It is time. The cruel and maniacal King Joffrey Baratheon fingers his crossbow and suddenly shouts at you, \u201cPick damn it, before I take your head!!\u201d<\/p>\n You look him calmly in the eye, \u201cMy Lord, I pick outfielder Ryan Braun of the Brewers of Milwaukee.\u201d Unexpectedly, the great Braun had fallen due to suspicions of steroid use, and your pick is brilliant.<\/p>\n