We are a fantasy baseball league whose draft is scheduled for April 14. Ten men enter (or nine or eight), and one man leaves.
Sunday, April 01, 2007
What do we think, come Saturday, the fourteenth of April, of a draftee, positioned neighborhly around Mr. Moore's dining room table, keeping score of each trenchant move, not with pen and paper, or calculator, but a laptop? An affront to tradition? To good sportsmanship? To Berkeley aesthetics? Actually, Peter, do you have WiFi in the house? That, I can see, could create a certain unfair advantage for those with laptops over those without. I am game to bring mine if all agree the computer doesn't create an uneven playing field. Or, of course, glad to leave it at home. Shall we discuss?
- ▼ April (12)