| 00:00 - 00:03 | Mein Fuhrer... You were invited to the Roto-Balls draft, but you missed it. |
| 00:04 - 00:05 | You went to Miller's Ale House... |
| 00:05 - 00:07 | ...but it was at Buffalo Wild Wings |
| 00:08 - 00:12 | Grady did the same thing, but he figured it out. |
| 00:12 - 00:15 | Neil sent out several emails explaining the location. Didn't you see them? |
| 00:17 - 00:19 | I don't read emails. |
| 00:19 - 00:21 | I showed up where it was held last year. |
| 00:24 - 00:26 | Mein Fuhrer... |
| 00:27 - 00:29 | It was at Buffalo Wild Wings last year, which you missed too.. |
| 00:31 - 00:33 | The year before was Miller's Ale House. |
| 00:34 - 00:37 | Now the league is full. Ten teams, ten owners. No room for you. |
| 00:53 - 00:58 | What do you mean the league is full? I was invited. I was promised a team... |
| 01:13 - 01:15 | I was promised a team! |
| 01:15 - 01:17 | Its that fucking Ragsdale, its his fault. Ragsdale! |
| 01:18 - 01:23 | Or that little guy, what's his name? Dunn? That one? |
| 01:25 - 01:28 | The midget fucks with me again! |
| 01:29 - 01:31 | I was going to draft Mike Trout this year! |
| 01:31 - 01:34 | And Bryce Harper! He's a stud! |
| 01:34 - 01:37 | And Kris Medlen! He would have been mine! |
| 01:37 - 01:40 | And Victor Martinez -- mine! |
| 01:40 - 01:42 | No, mein Fuhrer. They were all keepers. |
| 01:42 - 01:46 | Keepers? What do you mean keepers? |
| 01:46 - 01:48 | Their owners kept them from last year. You can keep three. |
| 01:48 - 01:52 | I can't keep three... I wasn't in the league last year! |
| 01:53 - 01:54 | I think this was Wachter's doing. |
| 01:56 - 01:57 | He wanted me out so he could keep trading with Bryan! |
| 01:57 - 02:00 | Every fucking trade he makes is with his son! |
| 02:00 - 02:03 | And then Smam? -- he brought in his pal Keulmann... |
| 02:04 - 02:08 | ,,, so they could collude! Look at all the trades they made! |
| 02:08 - 02:13 | And Krum.. He pretends he can't work the computer! |
| 02:14 - 02:16 | ...and Jim Harris, jet-setting all over the world like some hot shot |
| 02:17 - 02:21 | Who does think he is? Warren Buffett? |
| 02:25 - 02:29 | And Todd, leaving his pregnant wife to deal with the new furniture. |
| 02:30 - 02:34 | ...and even he gets to go to the draft! |
| 02:34 - 02:36 | Everyone gets to go but me! |
| 02:41 - 02:42 | But the worst one... |
| 02:43 - 02:47 | ... is that fucker Kenvin. He keeps me out so he can win the league! |
| 02:48 - 02:53 | Two years in a row and he's won the league! |
| 02:54 - 02:56 | Because he has no real competition. |
| 02:56 - 02:59 | Its his fault I missed the draft. |
| 03:00 - 03:02 | He knows I am the only one who could beat him! |
| 03:04 - 03:07 | I slept with Kenvin once. Two minutes, he was done. |
| 03:14 - 03:16 | So I tell you what.... next year... |
| 03:19 - 03:23 | I am going to form my own league. My own Rotisserie league. |
| 03:25 - 03:26 | I'll invite Roger... and Mike O'Hara |
| 03:31 - 03:33 | Dan Boone... |
| 03:40 - 03:46 | And even Weathersby. That'll show them! |
| 03:46 - 03:49 | I'll invite Hixy! That will show those fuckers! |
| 03:53 - 03:56 | Buffalo Wild Wings. Their food sucks! |
