Get ready to dominate with this fantasy football best ball stacking strategy guide, here to lead you to optimal roster construction, from Kacey Kasem. Best ball = chef’s kiss. You get to draft a team, close your laptop, and (hopefully) win some money. It’s fantasy football without the weekly lineup stress. No start/sit decisions, no
Every so often, this game we play reminds us as a fantasy community that not only should we be paying attention to rookie QBs, but we should be actively targeting them. 2024 was one such year, thanks to Jayden Daniels, Bo Nix and Caleb Williams. Can we expect the same output with the 2025 QB class
I know, I know, I hear it too. "Even for dynasty, drafts before the NFL draft are bonkers," right? You're so super valid with that thought. So why do we do this?
First off, it provides us with feedback. Did you know that dynasty start-up drafts and redraft drafts are remarkably similar? What better way to get a leg up on redraft season than to do a dynasty startup with a bunch of friends? You get to hang out with and start talking some crap to friends, you get to see how other people value specific players, and you get to know who you like a bit more or less than everyone else. This brings us to our second point; it allows us to plan.
Punctuality and punctuation get me going. Mrs. McBigTime and I have been in a partnership for so long that we shudder to imagine online dating. Not to yuck anyone’s yum, but even imagining what sort of cringy MySpace malarky I’d have on my profile makes me nauseous. “I’ll cook you dinner if you cook me
The oatmeal chocolate chip cookies I baked a few weeks ago have been enshrined into the permanent rotation. Cooking and baking are like art and science, left brain and right. The former is boundless, untethered from the rules and formalities in baking. What happens if you add too much or too little of one thing
Sometimes, when I tell someone about my family dynamic, it strikes them as peculiar. “Are you and your wife going to have any more kids?” Absolutely not. One sixth grader is enough, and we have a mountain of cats—five of them. Add in our frenetic border collie, Rosie, and the house is full. My parents
Unless you asked me a direct question about food or sports, I was a child who was very shy around adults. Fighting a reputation for being “rude” to small-town folks because I couldn’t even muster please and thank you on Halloween or at the grocery store was tough. The best way to hone interpersonal communication
Sometimes, life is stressful. It isn’t always tailgating parties and Daisy Dukes like Morgan Wallen sings about. Most of the time, going through a day makes me realize a lot of music is just pandering bull crap. It feels more like Hank Williams Sr. and his crushing, heartache-laced blues. Bills are piling up, and my
“Dirty Ernie” finally kicked the bucket. Ernest Hubbard was my mom’s dad and had one hell of a biography to tell. Ernie lived to the ripe age of 87 and filled those years from Shawnee, Oklahoma, to Northern California with every story and trinket imaginable. He was the ultimate girl dad, though his four daughters
Bo McBrayer brings the spice with his Week 4 fantasy football advice, giving you the musings and information you need to keep your lineups “hot-n-ready.” I wonder if everyone has a party trick—a little unique thing you do well to impress people in social settings. Mine is “really lame,” according to my wife, but I
