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When I was in College (1990) It was the very beginning of the development of fantasy. Back then it was Rotisserie baseball in the MLB. And there was obviously no internet, so guys would sit around the fraternity house with newspapers, charts, pencils, other stacks of paper and charts, and sit there for HOURS planning and administering that shit. It blew my mind. Thought it was such a waste of time.
One day, a player got hurt in the middle of the day during the week. This guy Mike who had him on his team hurried over to campus and caught another dude in the league who had his eyes on that now-injured player coming out of class. Mike offered that payer up for trade. That dude agreed to the trade (he had no idea of the injury news) and thye literally came to blows in a fight after that guy found out what was up.
life before the internet and cel phones.
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