The "Daily" setting changes up the whole steez. I drafted guys like Conley and Noah to stash on the bench and let them grow. But if we're going daily...I don't have time for that. Thus the rash of moves last nigh. Salmons looks good filling in for Bibby for some weeks.
The "Daily" setting changes up the whole steez. I drafted guys like Conley and Noah to stash on the bench and let them grow. But if we're going daily...I don't have time for that. Thus the rash of moves last nigh.
True indeed. Production now is Keeps the roster fresh, at least.
I expect a lot of folks to clean out the bottom of their squad, but it'll settle down pretty soon.
I see Drewn was impressed by Damien Wilkens performance last night.
Wilkins was no joke last night. Is he a nephew of The Human Highlight Film or something?
SCP are up on me by 1 point so far, a lot of tied stat categories. I'm starting to see how this shit plays out now with the points. I could dominate scoring in every week but that only accounts for 1 point! Gotta step my game up...
I see Drewn was impressed by Damien Wilkens performance last night.
And Martell's the previous. I've got a terribly short hook at the moment. Gotta hold back a bit. I figured a SF who can give me 4 treys, 21 points and 8 boards on any given night is better than a one dimensional Haslem.
Now I'm over loaded at that spot and in need of a solid PF. Who holdin'?
Boy come on get with this, cause you cant diss this Im burnin yo ass like syphillis A fast brother youre just a lover with a sore hand I freeze mcs as if frosty the snowman No man withstands the pain I bring So face a hellraise of cut, like a laser Polo plays a part, inside the arts, I grab charts Start to break you apart, so get smart You cry for help, knowin you felt, the rhyme Makin the track melt, Polo drops like a black belt Mcs are grounded, pounded down, astound They rounded up, pounds of sounds, but I drowned them Surround to check the tape, and play when rate too great Related too late, I demonstrate fate Im fast and, passin the stage of an assassin Massacre, in a mash I start blastin Fury article, periodicial Blowin up all the cools and molecules, here read the articles Everytime I build the plan and killed the man Mcs got smoked without a filter and Skunked them up like marijuana Terminator of data and your rhymes is Sarah Conner You cant rip out, rap up, slip up, slap up Cause youre trapped up, to get capped up Play the back of dis here scenery You clownsll get broke down like machinery I bring trouble on the double, bust you like a bubble Hardrocks get crushed into rubble The gates of hell open wide to scope in And Im hopin, youre brought to the pope and The holy Bible when you made your arrival Now the name of the game is survival The result isnt real difficult to strategy Im _stayin alive_ like john travolta My rhymes are gettin hotter, I gotta Round to allow clowns like a globetrotter So ima give you the hell that you brought me in Im a king with the sting of a scorpion I just follow your footprint, trace track and blackout You better shout to get a rap out What I arrange invented, its strange demented The range, be changed when I entered A stage of furious rage when I had this madness Badness, you felt sadness Raps are brave and outrageous; all those Chicken rhymes you written should be put in the yellow pages I stand tall, play the wall, and watch dem brain stall And wet yo ass like rainfall I think you need a replacement, youre illin Call that buildin boy, youre still in the basement A brain cell swells to jam like a pelican Fresh out of breath, death left you a skeleton Im gonna need your full cooperation This is a matter of life and death operation To ease a man in the siege of surgery Of bein done without anesthesia Go slow, hell no, I let the beat kick And I get wicked like the witches of eastwick Im not soft, I kill suckers off Disarmin it, bombim it, off in a coffin You get struck, and just like a motherfuckin duck And plucked and shit out of luck and fucked Designated to self-destruct Knocked around like a hockey puck K-double-o-l-G-R-a-p, n-o m-c plays me You wish your name had a g but to be A badder g boy you gotta play with strategy Top rankin, thinkin ability, memory bankin But instead youre just sinkin I attack like a pack of whacked out maniacs G. raps back[/b]
I am starting to learn that this shit is not a game!
I missed a couple games with a couple players because I've been so busy I haven't getton a chnace to sub them in off the bench in time for the start of the game and I'm really losing stats because of it. Plus I ended up going against dudes like Tayshawn and Richard Jefferson who had incredible games in week 1. I gotta try and pick up some free agents or something, find some more production in certain stat categories. PERCENTAGES ARE A BITCH.
You're up by 1 right now, but I think I got a good chance.
These FT percentages piss me off. You can have a dude who shoots 2 of 2 free throws and you get more stats than if I have a guy that shoots 19 of 20. I guess it works both ways, but it still bothers me! Haha.
Sunday is a long ways away, we'll see what happens!
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True indeed. Production now is
I expect a lot of folks to clean out the bottom of their squad, but it'll settle down pretty soon.
I'll take his 4 blocks while not 100% all week!
Wilkins was no joke last night. Is he a nephew of The Human Highlight Film or something?
SCP are up on me by 1 point so far, a lot of tied stat categories. I'm starting to see how this shit plays out now with the points. I could dominate scoring in every week but that only accounts for 1 point! Gotta step my game up...
Watching that game, I knew D-Wilk would be gone by the morning. He looked good last night, as did Wilcox. Knew I shoulda drafted Wilcox.
Also, although the numbers weren't quite there, it was fun watching KD last night. His release is mad quick for a big man.
And Martell's the previous. I've got a terribly short hook at the moment. Gotta hold back a bit. I figured a SF who can give me 4 treys, 21 points and 8 boards on any given night is better than a one dimensional Haslem.
Now I'm over loaded at that spot and in need of a solid PF. Who holdin'?
offer sent.....
It's that S.C.P.!
no hatting on a team I have season tickets to.
Boy come on get with this, cause you cant diss this
Im burnin yo ass like syphillis
A fast brother youre just a lover with a sore hand
I freeze mcs as if frosty the snowman
No man withstands the pain I bring
So face a hellraise of cut, like a laser
Polo plays a part, inside the arts, I grab charts
Start to break you apart, so get smart
You cry for help, knowin you felt, the rhyme
Makin the track melt, Polo drops like a black belt
Mcs are grounded, pounded down, astound
They rounded up, pounds of sounds, but I drowned them
Surround to check the tape, and play when rate too great
Related too late, I demonstrate fate
Im fast and, passin the stage of an assassin
Massacre, in a mash I start blastin
Fury article, periodicial
Blowin up all the cools and molecules, here read the articles
Everytime I build the plan and killed the man
Mcs got smoked without a filter and
Skunked them up like marijuana
Terminator of data and your rhymes is Sarah Conner
You cant rip out, rap up, slip up, slap up
Cause youre trapped up, to get capped up
Play the back of dis here scenery
You clownsll get broke down like machinery
I bring trouble on the double, bust you like a bubble
Hardrocks get crushed into rubble
The gates of hell open wide to scope in
And Im hopin, youre brought to the pope and
The holy Bible when you made your arrival
Now the name of the game is survival
The result isnt real difficult to strategy
Im _stayin alive_ like john travolta
My rhymes are gettin hotter, I gotta
Round to allow clowns like a globetrotter
So ima give you the hell that you brought me in
Im a king with the sting of a scorpion
I just follow your footprint, trace track and blackout
You better shout to get a rap out
What I arrange invented, its strange demented
The range, be changed when I entered
A stage of furious rage when I had this madness
Badness, you felt sadness
Raps are brave and outrageous; all those
Chicken rhymes you written should be put in the yellow pages
I stand tall, play the wall, and watch dem brain stall
And wet yo ass like rainfall
I think you need a replacement, youre illin
Call that buildin boy, youre still in the basement
A brain cell swells to jam like a pelican
Fresh out of breath, death left you a skeleton
Im gonna need your full cooperation
This is a matter of life and death operation
To ease a man in the siege of surgery
Of bein done without anesthesia
Go slow, hell no, I let the beat kick
And I get wicked like the witches of eastwick
Im not soft, I kill suckers off
Disarmin it, bombim it, off in a coffin
You get struck, and just like a motherfuckin duck
And plucked and shit out of luck and fucked
Designated to self-destruct
Knocked around like a hockey puck
K-double-o-l-G-R-a-p, n-o m-c plays me
You wish your name had a g but to be
A badder g boy you gotta play with strategy
Top rankin, thinkin ability, memory bankin
But instead youre just sinkin
I attack like a pack of whacked out maniacs
G. raps back[/b]
considering you had twice as many games played as me, i think 6-3 isn't much of a sonning.
look out khyber rouge, i got some guys from the IL now.
Oh now u got excuses. "What had happened was..."
I missed a couple games with a couple players because I've been so busy I haven't getton a chnace to sub them in off the bench in time for the start of the game and I'm really losing stats because of it. Plus I ended up going against dudes like Tayshawn and Richard Jefferson who had incredible games in week 1. I gotta try and pick up some free agents or something, find some more production in certain stat categories. PERCENTAGES ARE A BITCH.
We play the whole season, right?
"This is a marathon, not a sprint."
If we had played this week, I would have had you 9-1 as well. Read up on your...
WHO ELSE???
You're going to need more than that this week.
These FT percentages piss me off. You can have a dude who shoots 2 of 2 free throws and you get more stats than if I have a guy that shoots 19 of 20. I guess it works both ways, but it still bothers me! Haha.
Sunday is a long ways away, we'll see what happens!