June is trickling to a conclusion and I’m still not ready to face fantasy football. Most web sites already have 12 mock drafts and cheat sheets featuring things like individual defensive players and celebrity girlfriends. Me, I’m just trying to remember what team LaDainian Tomlinson plays for at this point. I’m close to ready, though. I really need a new distraction now that the NBA playoffs are over and I’m stuck in solitary confinement with my fantasy baseball team. It seems appropriate to move on to football now that I’m basically ready to punt my baseball season.

I do vaguely remember winning all three of my football leagues last year, a feat that will one day go down as one of the most embarrassing moments of my life, considering some of the competition I had to face. In one league I had Tomlinson, Tom Brady, Adrian Peterson, Marion Barber, Reggie Wayne, T.J. Houshmandzadeh and Jason Witten. I won handily. In another league I had Earnest Graham and a bunch of garbage. I also won handily. Gotta love fantasy football.

The NBA Draft is Thursday night and I’ve been sleeping on it big time. With my beloved Celtics winning the title, my mind has been elsewhere. There are some intriguing guys such as Kevin Love, but I’m not sensing much of a buzz. As Thursday nears, I’ll have more tremendous insight such as this for your reading pleasure.

On Thursday I had creeped into third place in my baseball league with 60.5 points, a half-point ahead of my buddy Dave. Today, I have 56 and Dave has 69.5. Gosh darn. As usual, everyone is great but my guys - every pitcher, every hitter, everyone. Although I do have Joakim Soria. Soria gets a save every night for the Royals and has pushed me into first place in that category. Now all I need to do is bend my league rules so I can pick up Jimmie Foxx circa 1932.