Wow. Just plain wow.
Whether it is Calvin Johnson getting tackled at the one-yard line five times in a season, having victory turned into defeat with a late stat correction, or any number of inordinately frustrating events, the football gods have a way of making sure that your fantasy losses are agonizing. But, in the end, they really only cost money and a bruised ego–at least you don’t get physically disfigured. That is, unless you’re in this Omaha, Ne.-based league, which bestows the ultimate ignominy upon its loser: a thigh tattoo designed by the champion.
I shudder at the thought of the absurdity of a tattoo that would be designed by one of my friends.