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by **Walden warriors** » Sat May 08, 2004 1:50 pm

Got this from Cardsclubhouse.com...really funny. Enjoy!

Bud Light presents…Real Men of Genius

Real Men of Geeeniuuus

Today we salute you, Mr. Rotisserie League Cellar Dweller

Mister Rotisserie League Cellar Dweller!

You talk a good game, but you know exactly where you’ll be when you check the standings. No need wasting time looking at first, second or third. You know you’re securely where you always have been.

Bringing up the rear!

Falling for the twin traps of potential and possibility, you construct a team that rivals the ’62 Mets for futility. There’s not a hot player you can’t turn cold, a young stud that you can’t destroy or a bad trade you can’t make.

Getting ripped off!

If you weren’t getting points for being last in categories, you’d have the big goose egg. If you do have a player with a good start to a game, you can rest assured it’ll be rained out. And your hitting is weaker than an average catcher, unless they get to beat up on your lame pitching staff.

Tee-ing OFF!

Your five-year plan is about ten years old now, but you’re not concerned. You know that your rookies are the next big thing, even if they are stink more than last week’s trash now. Who needs a proven veteran when you’ve got a guy bound for Triple-A. And those draft picks for next year are going to look awfully nice.

Dra-fting first again!

So crack open an ice cold Bud Light, O studier of the stats. Because as long as you’re in last, we aren’t.

Mister Rotisserie League Cellar Dweller!

Bud Light beer, Anheuser-Busch, St. Louis, Missouri.