My story starts in early March when Steve Moyer died. It made the entire 2018 season very strange/odd/bad for me. The high point was probably drafting a Tout-AL team in his place and I wish I had done him more justice. The projections after the draft (but before the season started (from both “Toybox” sources on the onroto.com website) projected me to come in first. But I could hear Steve’s voice in my ear: “Oh no, Doug you did it all wrong!! No one ever wins after being projected first!!” Probably true, too. I had very terrible pitching from Marcus Stroman, Mike Leake and from assorted relievers early on and I could never scramble it back into anything useful. I won’t be as patient next time. I did ok on offense at first, with the worst part there being Dee Gordon cratering and having to trade him at a discount and letting go of incremental SB points. It all led to me staggering around between seventh and ninth until the final week where I free-fell into a tie for tenth. Ugh. All around, a poor season, but I am hoping to be invited back in 2019 so I can get back on the horse—perhaps with a little less emotion this time.