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WHAT THE FUCK BASEBALL GODS. WHAT DID MY FANTASY TEAM DO TO YOU.

Less than two weeks ago, Mike Piazza goes down with a sprained shoulder and is out for to six weeks.

TWO DAYS LATER, Joel Zumaya manages to destroy the tendons in his finger in the bullpen, requiring surgery. Three months out. (And yes, I am focusing entirely on the damage to my fantasy team so that I don't REALLY freak out on this one.)

And NOW, Roy Halladay has fucking APPENDICITIS, and will be out four to six weeks following the surgery to have that stupid useless piece of crap organ REMOVED.

And don't even get me started on Nick Swisher's fucking hamstring or Bonderman's shiny new blister.

I went with PITCHING when I drafted, people. I'm ALREADY in fifth place of six. I did NOT need to lose my best hitter, a relief pitcher, AND A STARTER in the space of TWO FUCKING WEEKS.

Now imagine how pissed I'd be if my fantasy team were more than a fun little diversion for me. You'd be able to see the caps FROM SPACE.

If this keeps up, I'm clearing my roster and drafting a bunch of players I hate.