You mock draft. Starting in February. It's not right, but you do it anyway. You wait and you wait and you wait and you wait and you wait for fantasy football season. Finally, you draft. It feels good. Maybe you didn't nail it, but your picks were solid. Then you wait and you wait and you wait and you wait and you wait for that Thursday night game. The first game of the season. You even play it coy and hang out with the kids an extra hour to show you can take it or leave it.
But when you turn on the television the game still hasn't started due to lightning strikes. So you turn it off and watch an hour of It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia and The League before turning the game back on.
Then Peyton Manning throws an NFL record seven touchdowns, and just happens to be playing against you in all three of your leagues. You sit there shellshocked, semi-hoping that the tension in Syria will lead to Armageddon so you don't have to finish this fantasy football season.
For every one of you out there tonight that this happened to tonight, I can only say I feel ya.