As fantasy owners, we've all been burned. We know what it feels like, and the stages of remorse that comes with it.
First, there's denial. Denial that the player you coveted on draft day could really be this terrible, and that all your research and preparation was, well, dead wrong.
Then comes anger. Angst at said player for his exceeding levels of sucktitude. You drafted him early enough where he still gets free passes after a slow start/poor outing, but there's only so much a self respecting owner can take.
Ah, who am I kidding? The third stage is only more anger. Followed by kicking that player to the free agent curb the same way Uncle Phil used to hoist DJ Jazzy Jeff onto his lawn in "Fresh Prince of Bel Aire."
For those in roto leagues, these pitchers have not only burned a hole in your ERA, but one deep inside the carpals of your heart as well with their astounding rebound performances in the second half. They've been dropped, forgotten about, left for dead, and left you with the open wounds of a team ERA that still hasn't dipped blow 4.00.
It's like going through a messy divorce with your wife, losing half your belongings and property in the process, only to find out just months later she's met a charming Wall Street CEO with a mansion and fountain that spits Courvoisier.
And she's pregnant.