Mount Union<\/A>.The worst thing you can do to Old School Guy is to start talking computer jargon. Mention that for next year’s draft, you’re thinking of setting up a Java-enabled web application that will require a broadband Internet connection. Everyone will think it’s funny when the smoke starts to come out of his ears.
Let him down gently unless you really want his head to explode.
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To paraphrase my buddy the Steelers’ fan, “don’t be those guys.”
Kick back and have a beer or two, and stop worrying if someone’s going to break the code for the symbols on your cheatsheet. Enjoy the company of guys you maybe only get to see once or twice a year. If Ricky can quit the game to share late-night Taco Bell runs with Lenny Kravitz, there’s certainly no reason for you to stress out if someone takes Ron Dayne two picks before you were going to.
(Besides, Dayne’s only projected to score 131.2 fantasy points this year. My dVBD program said so. Boo-ya!)
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Joe is currently sequestered in the basement with a slide rule and a divining rod preparing for his draft. When he surfaces, you can shoot him an e-mail<\/A>.