[Following in the tradition of Brendan's Rooky Errors or Leigh's Month as an Assassin, it's time for another article on an unusual corner of gaming. This time, the ancient tradition of Fantasy Football.]
Gav: It's 6:45 on a Friday night, I’ve just got off a flight from Cologne to London and I'm attempting to tether the internet from my phone to my really old, really rubbish and currently really unresponsive laptop. This would be annoying enough if I wasn't also attempting to manoeuvre through some horrendous London traffic in a beaten-up old jallopy. I know even using your phone (no less a phone AND a laptop) whilst driving is reckless and stupid but there's an excuse for my idiocy: it's the evening of my NFL Fantasy Draft.
Before I lose you, let me just say I know how you're feeling, but stick with me as I explain why game fans will find a fantasy football league interesting.
I’ve been playing in a fantasy NFL league with the same 9 people for coming up to 5 years now and it’s only recently that it’s struck me how so much of the things that get me jazzed about it have in common with the things I love about games: a tight community, horrible back-stabbing, friendship-ending competitiveness, heartache-inducing waves of bad luck and a stressful meta game which I’ve genuinely lost sleep over.