…but one out of three is. And that’s what my teams did this weekend.
My college team, the BYU Cougars — big ugly loss to the Stanford Cardinal.
My pro team, the Dallas Cowboys — big ugly loss to the Minnesota Vikings.
My fantasy team, the Klingon Warriors (temporarily renamed the Alverian Dungbeetles in order to mock my dad’s trash talking) — big beautiful win over my dad’s team, the Obliterators. Going into tonight’s Monday Night Football game, my dad needed about ten long field goals from his kicker, and that just was not going to happen. With Tom Brady and Priest Holmes each racking up more than twenty points for my team, I was in pretty good shape.