Talk to The Chan, not to the face
It was fantasy basketball draft weekend last week, which included a draft, an auction, the uttered phrase, “I’ll see you guys in 11 hours” at 1:15 AM on a Sunday morning, and about 127 e-mails leading up to and after it. My favorite e-mail by far came from my buddy Cobra (who may have gone out of his way to drink Cobra beer that weekend, which in and of itself was pretty awesome):
“Most surprising thing of the draft: the amount of Chan smacktalk. Man you talked s*** about nearly every single guy in the first half of the draft, it was really something. We need to get you liquored up for drafts more often.”
It’s been a while since I’ve been this proud of anything - this e-mail is officially my badge of honor.
