Alright, so you wanna know about this Dalton Kincaid fella and that Isaiah Likely, huh? Sounds like some fancy city folks’ names, but let me tell ya what I think, even though I don’t know nothin’ ’bout no football games. My grandson, he’s always yellin’ at the TV about these fellas, so I picked up a thing or two.
Dalton Kincaid, who’s he? Sounds like a fella who might sell you some fancy cars or somethin’. But from what I hear, he catches them balls, you know, the pigskin thing they throw around. My grandson says he’s good, but sometimes he’s not so good. Kinda like my old rooster, sometimes he crows loud and proud, sometimes he just sits there all sleepy-like.
- He catches the ball, that’s for sure.
- Sometimes he does good, sometimes not so much.
- People keep yellin’ about him on the TV, so he must be somebody.
Now, this Isaiah Likely fella… Likely to do what? Likely to milk the cows? Likely to plow the fields? Nope, he’s likely to catch that ball too! My grandson, he got all excited about him lately. Said he came outta nowhere and started catchin’ everything. Like a stray cat that suddenly decides your porch is the best place for a nap.
Is he better than that Kincaid fella? Well, that’s what them experts on the TV argue about all day long. They use big words and show all sorts of numbers, but it all sounds like gibberish to me. It’s like tryin’ to figure out why the hens lay more eggs some days than others. No rhyme or reason, I tell ya!
But from what I gather, this Likely fella is hot right now. He’s catchin’ them balls, he’s runnin’ fast, and he’s makin’ them fancy city folk yell even louder. My grandson, he’s happy when Likely does good, so I guess that means he’s a good one.
So, who should you start in your…fantasy football thingy? Don’t ask me! I barely know how to start my old tractor, let alone a fantasy football team. But if I had to choose, based on nothin’ but my gut feelin’, I’d say go with the fella who’s hot right now. That Likely boy seems to be on fire, like a pot of beans boilin’ over on the stove. Kincaid, he might be good too, but maybe he needs a little rest, like an old mule after a hard day’s work.
But hey, don’t listen to me. I’m just an old woman who knows more about chickens and tomatoes than football. You go do your own research, read them fancy articles them city folks write, and make up your own mind. Just remember, sometimes the quiet ones surprise you, and sometimes the flashy ones fizzle out like a firecracker on the Fourth of July.
And for goodness sake, don’t bet your farm on it! It’s just a game, like those silly bingo nights down at the church hall. Fun to watch, maybe, but don’t get too worked up about it. There are more important things in life, like makin’ sure the chickens are fed and the garden is watered.
One more thing about these fellas, they gotta stay healthy. If they get hurt, they ain’t gonna be catchin’ nothin’ but a cold. My old dog, he used to chase squirrels all day long, until he hurt his leg. After that, he just laid around on the porch, watchin’ the birds fly by. So keep an eye on them injury reports, or whatever they call ’em.
In the end, it’s all a gamble, ain’t it? Just like plantin’ seeds in the spring. You never know for sure what’s gonna grow. So pick your player, say a little prayer, and hope for the best. And if it doesn’t work out, well, there’s always next week. Just like there’s always next year’s garden.
And don’t you go frittering away your hard-earned money on this fantasy stuff. Save it for a rainy day, or for when the price of feed goes up again. That’s what I always say. These city boys with their fancy games and their fancy talk, they don’t know nothin’ about real life.
So that’s my two cents on this Kincaid and Likely business. Take it or leave it, it don’t matter much to me. I got chickens to feed and a garden to tend to. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I gotta go shoo that darn cat off my porch again.
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