I wanna talk fantasy baseball today ’cause draft season’s comin’ up fast. See, every year folks waste money on big-name pitchers early while sleepers rot on benches. Last week I sat down hard to find those cheap arms for my home league.
First thing first – grab last year’s stats
Crunched coffee, booted laptop, pulled up every dang pitcher from 2024. Scrolled thru pages like some madman diggin’ for gold. Ain’t glamorous – just squintin’ at numbers till eyes burn.
How I picked apart the crap
Did simple stuff anyone can copy:
- Checked pitchers got dumped midseason – teams give up on ’em cheap
- Looked for ugly ERA but decent K numbers – means bad luck or crap defense behind ’em
- Spotted young guys buried in stacked rotations – like that Marlins kid nobody’s talkin’ about
- Ignored spring training noise – coaches lie ’bout rotations till opening day
Real talk though – got screwed halfway
My stupid cat jumped on keyboard while researchin’. Knocked whole damn coffee onto spreadsheet printouts. Papers soaked brown like some shitty modern art. Had to scribble notes on pizza box instead.
Why this even matters
Look – fantasy’s about finding broken things before others see ’em fixed. Last season I grabbed Alvarez late when everybody forgot ’bout his injury. Cost me nothing. He won me the damn league.
Took three nights squinting at blurry stats on stained cardboard. Still found two legit sleepers though – that Pirates lefty comin’ off surgery and the Tigers dude with nasty slider. Neither cracks top 200 ADP now. Absolute robbery if they pan out.
Lesson? Dig while others nap
Point ain’t the names – it’s catching players when they smell bad. Like thrift store shopping but for pitchers. You gotta tolerate the stink before they get washed up pretty for the draft room. My pizza-box notes smell like pepperoni and victory.