Again, define "innocent", but I'm tired of being so negative. I'm gonna stop whining about the players I hate, and finish up with a player that I love, and know you must hate.
Michael Vick is a machine. Nobody wants to see him in the opposing team's QB slot. I can proudly say I own him in two of my three leagues, one in which I drafted him—brace yourselves—first overall. Many could argue that in hindsight, the first pick overall wasn't worth it, but what Mike brings to the table is opposing team uncertainty.
You never know what this guy is gonna do. When you're playing a team that has Mike as the starting quarterback, the first thing most of us do is go directly to his matchup. What corners is he throwing against? Will he have the safety-valve of a running game? How often does the defense blitz? All valid inquiries, but seldom do they seem to matter.
Take Week 8, for instance. Dallas, while boasting a less than impressive secondary, came into the game with the best run defense in the league, which many thought would ruin any chance Mike had to establish the run game, therefore forcing him to throw or run it himself.
Dallas also had arguably the best outside line backer in the league in Demarcus Ware charged with containing Vick, a matchup many, including myself, assumed Ware would win.
Three hours later, the stat sheet shows Vick tallied 279 passing yards for two touchdowns, 50 rushing yards and zero interceptions for a grand total of 24 points in standard fantasy leagues.
Are people surprised by these numbers? Probably not, after all is said and done, but if you think about it, Vick's potential going into the game is ultimately a toss up. He could have a huge game like he had against the 49'ers in Week 4 or get concussed like he did in Atlanta, fumble the ball three times and ultimately leave the game.
It's this uncertainty that gives the opposing team a lot more worries than the team starting him. I know that Mike is inconsistent, so I start a team around him that can compensate, but all your team can do is hope and pray that Mike doesn't pop-off another 50 point game out of nowhere. It's coming, mark my words.
It's because of all this I say, Michael Vick: I love how much they all hate you.