@ LAR 2024-11-24

Dear Saquon Barkley, I owe you a sincere apology—not for your performance, which was nothing short of legendary, but for surrounding your brilliance with the disaster that is my fantasy team. You dropped an incredible 60 points this week, and while you carried my lineup with all the strength and determination I could’ve asked for, the rest of my squad let us both down. I know you’re on the Eagles now, and I took that as a sign you’d rise to the occasion. You’ve proven to the world (and to me) why you’re one of the best in the league. Meanwhile, the rest of my team performed like they were allergic to touchdowns, points, or basic effort. It’s embarrassing to admit that even with your historic performance, I still found a way to lose. You deserve better than to be associated with my amateur fantasy management. I’m not sure how to fix this team, but know that I’ll keep rooting for you to dominate every week, even if it means watching my dumpster fire of a roster hold you back. Thank you for giving me something to cheer for amidst the chaos. You’re the real MVP—on my team, in Philly, and in the league. Sincerely, Brock Harrington P.S. I’ll be renaming my team in your honor, because you’re the only reason it’s still remotely respectable. Keep crushing it!