The other day, with one week left in the CFL fantasy season, I snapped a picture of my dear friend Cyndi standing next to the penultimate standings of our league. Some utter bastard (could be anyone) had run off a copy of the standings and taped it to the door, mainly because, after leading the lead for weeks and weeks on end, my friend Jack had caught her with one week to go. Heroically, Cyndi rallied and slipped back into first place at the end. Someone (could be anyone), then, being a gentleman/gentlewoman/gentlebeing (because it could be anyone), did make up for the original sign by running off a new copy of the now final standings and taking a picture of the champ.
Sadly, the picture doesn't extend far enough down to include Mike Kelly's team, which finished dead last. Now, the challenge begins, finding the appropriate trophies. I think I know what Cyndi's championship trophy will be, but I'm still working on the last place trophy, which will obviously be called The Mikey (it's harder to find a stuffy version of the Merman than you would think).
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