This week made me sad.

Let's preface this with a bit of a backstory.  As you know, I haven't made the playoffs.  Story done?  Basically.

Anyways, in my desire to actually make the playoffs, I've become just a wee bit obsessed with trying to actually make it there.  I don't need to win the championship, I just need to make the playoffs.  But I've become a wee bit emotional about it.  That explains why I didn't respond to your completely harmless text yesterday Katarya (and why I won't respond to it).  When the stupid Eagles defense outscores the Chiefs defense, or when most of your team barely puts up yards but gets freaking touchdowns everywhere, of course you might end up with a sour taste in your mouth.

I need something to bring my spirits up.  Data.  Yes, wonderful, drug-like data.

As I write this, Ed says hi.  Now he says fuck off.  

Back to glorious numbers.

I did a quick breakdown of everyone's remaining strength of schedule because I flipping can.

Ed just admitted he loves musicals because he likes men.  His words, not mine.

I based strength of schedule on points scored, not record.  Here's the remaining strength of schedule, from easiest to toughest:

1. Danny
2. Jeff
3. Jose
4. Bryan
5. Dan
6. Joe
7. Baron
8. Tim
9. Arun
10. KC (Ed says to tell Ken specifically that he, quote, "sucks penis".  Endquote)