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Rise of the Defensive Midfielder

They've been around forever. Every team has at least one, most of them two. The defensive midfielder.

Cornerstone of a successful real-world team. Bane of a successful fantasy football team.

They rack up the cards and the minus points that go with them. They rarely assist and might go the entire season without scoring a goal. And they try and tempt you with their guaranteed minutes.

Well, no more! We feel it is time that defensive midfielders came to be as important in fantasy football as they are in reality. Not least because it will suddenly make half the league's midfielders viable options - this is especially true for our draft style game as the Gareth Bale's and Theo Walcott's will be snapped up really quickly.

So, we've set up our player classification and points scoring systems somewhat differently. Every midfielder in the league will be classified as either a DM or an AM (obviously standing for defensive vs attacking midfielders). The points they score will be dependant on what their classification is!

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On The Zen of Zoe

The ominous late-summer air along with the crunch of the tell-tale leaves littering the ground signaled it was coming. My chest heaved a heavy sigh knowing that I would not be able to escape its grips. What did I have to offer that could compare with 300 pound men in shoulder pads broadcast in hi-definition? Yes, it is that time of year again, the season of the football widows.

Before marriage, I was familiar with "Monday Night Football." That was a manageable concession I was willing to make. One night a week. Easy. But I've since learned that there are NFL games all day Sunday and on Thursday nights as well. Throw college ball into the mix on Saturdays and the week is completely lost to the testosterone laden frenzy of the gridiron.

Perhaps if I had a favorite team, I would also succumb to the madness and hibernate with my husband in the man-cave until the spring thaw. I married into a Patriots family, so they are my adopted team and I actually do root for them. But its more of an after the fact curiosity cheer - 'hey, did our team win?' I can usually tell the answer by his demeanor. Hugs and kisses means a victory. Grunts and sighs signal a loss.

Over the years I have learned to live through this annual cycle of widowhood. I feel fortunate to catch glimpses of my husband during random minutes when a game was not being played, or being reviewed, or being commented upon with predictions for the next game. But in recent years a new type of football has crept into our lives and stolen away even those rare precious minutes when I saw my husband during the fall and winter months: Fantasy Football. (shudder).

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