It's not you, it's me

“It’s not you, it’s me.”

Most people don’t like hearing this ominous line coming from their significant other. However, how many times have we said it in fantasy baseball or had it said to us? Probably more than we care to admit. Unless you’ve got a heart as cold as the grinch, we’ve all acquired emotional attachments to a player or players on our teams that become borderline obsessive.

I’ll be the first to admit such attachments. You’re talking to a guy that held onto Mark Prior because of his “ridiculously high” ceiling and “flawless” mechanics through thick and thin (mostly thin). I shudder to think of the ridiculously good offers (Roy Halladay comes to mind) that I received for him, but the stars (and my ego) got in my eyes and I wanted to be the owner who drafted him and rode him to numerous fantasy baseball championships. Oops.

What I am trying to tell you is this:

I can almost guarantee that if you trade one of your favorite players or prized sleepers, he will NOT call you up, berate you for trading him away, and then go on a Ruthian power binge and light up the rest of the league to prove you wrong. If you get a good offer for one of “your guys”, take it. At the end of the season, you can still say that you couldn’t have won the league championship without his help.