Failing to Prepare


I joined my son’s fantasy football league because he asked me to, although the low esteem in which I hold fantasy football leagues is only reinforced by the fact that the league is populated by all of the nerdiest kids he knows. The draft is today.

“Have you given any thought to who you’re taking with the fourth pick?” my son asks me.

“Not really,” I say.

“Are you telling me you haven’t done any preparation at all?” he asks in disbelief. He’s been doing mock drafts for a week.

“Yeah, that’s about right.”

“Failing to prepare is preparing to fail!” he informs me.

It’s going to be a long season . . .

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