From Cole

Either I never saw this back in October or I was still in a champagne induced haze from the Lord of Nations epic locker room celebration.  If I can skip ahead to Cole's snippet about 10th member.  With the extensive research by the crack staff we employ here at The Backstop Boys Fantasy Baseball League, it has been determined that 10th member can get to the draft for roughly $400, or half an hour of billed work.  I check back on the league's message weekly just to make sure I'm still the reigning champ (spoiler alert: I am) and I just found Cole's message.  So in case you haven't seen it yet, without further ado,  Cole's message.

Due to the complexities of responding to the Horns of Construction email notification, I wanted to get a separate discussion started here so we can chat about the brilliance of what is the Chris Martel literature. Once again, I commend you good sir for your beautiful words. No doubt my favorite line from your acceptance speech were "I too was once a lowly peasant filtering through pig shit just hoping to find an undigested corn kernel". This sequence of words will be taken to the grave as one of the most motivating, captivating phrases that have ever entered my brain. Thank you Christopher.

To Martel's 2nd point, we really do need everyone at the draft next year. Although I was not at last year's draft due to some last minute unfortunate circumstances, I was at the 2012 draft. A draft, I might add, I remember only bits and pieces of. I mostly remember eating 8 lbs of sausage from the crawfish boil, chugging Tony Cachere's and getting some in my eye, and drafting Carl Crawford in the 3rd round for some terrible man-crush reason. But did that stop me from getting to the finals? No. I finished 2nd. What I'm trying to say is, we should all be at the draft. We all NEED to be at the draft.

I know there has been some speculation about whether 10th member really exists. We all know that Tod is a lawyer, which automatically makes his endless arguments regarding the authenticity of Patrick Cannon's true existence null and void. I may or may not have been in Baltimore last year and met this 10th member guy. I also may or may not have had, during this same Baltimore/DC trip, spent 6+ hours searching for our hotel room one night, having multiple automatic rifles pointed at me from within 10 feet while laying on the steps of the nation's capitol trying to navigate the fucked up streets of Washington DC, only to find out I was on the right path from the start but didn't go far enough due to the streets changing from numbers to letters to numbers to letters to numbers to letters and finally to Sesame Street character names. I knew I was close all along but never knew my peaceful sleep was just beyond Fonzo's alley. FUCK, i was so close! Regardless of what may or may not have happened during that magical trip to Baltimore, I want this mystery to be put to rest once and for all. Therefore, I am willing to post up some $$$$ to get this 10th member asshole to the live draft next year. If anybody else wants to join me, please speak up. If not, I guess I'll personally drive to Baltimore and drag this son of a bitch to Lake Chuck with me in March so we can get this draft done.

With all due respect, I love each and every one of you and look forward to taking your money yet again next year. Long live the Shitface Dickfarts! Good night sirs.

Love,

Shitface Dickfarts