A New Season

We are finishing up the final regular season of my MLB fantasy baseball league. I am doing this for the second year, and am coming off a trip to the playoffs my rookie season. So i had high hopes for this year, and thought my draft was decent enough. I started 7-3 and was quite optimistic, but lost eight straight (and have gone .500 since then) and am not even close to continuing in pursuit of a championship.
My picks have gone bad, and the players I bench have performed well. A screenshot from my current week's scorecard show this:

 

I lost last week to a guy who drafted his team, set his lineup, and never looked back. Half of his team is on the DL and even though my guys are all healthy, I lost badly. 

Story of my life.

Segue to autumn: cooler temps, hints of color in the foliage, shorter days, invitations to Painter Daves and lower angles of sunlight.  And fantasy football. And it started last night.

So some guys already have points. I do not:

 

 (I am Red and Black, from Les Miserables, although I really liked this Fawkesian mask colored appropriately, and due to copyright law, could not use the well-known photo of Cosette.)

I am looking foward to this new season, chili, and eating too much on the weekends. 

 

Labor Day 2015

Hot, hot Labor Day weekend. So busy we were looking at houses and trying to get our patio looking ready to sell. I probably drank more gallons of water in this past 72 hour stretch than in any other in my rotund existence so far. Also yestreday we went to the Tiger game and had wonderful seats in the bright high sun 17 rows behind the screen and the Tiger dugout. We got there early and spent a good deal of time in the shaded concourse eating, drinking water, and filling out the scorecard. We made it to our on-the-aisle seats in time for the Anthem.

Three generations of Baldners together at Comerica Park on 7th September 2015

So hard to see what you're taking a picture of in the bright sun, this one turned out well

Team coming out of the dugout at 1:06 pm. First pitch 1:08

The lineup cards have been exchanged, and the sun is already beginning to redden my knees

Miggy hit the ball hard several times, and incurred one intentional base on balls

Bless the LORD Oh My Soul; Worship His Holy Name

Thursday morning 9/3/15 hazy sunrise