FX’s The League returns TONIGHT

Just a reminder for fans of “The League” out there. Tonight, “The League” returns to TV on FX at 10:30 p.m. EST (9:30 p.m. CST) with the premiere of Season 2.

Tonight’s premiere combines two things we love: fantasy football and Vegas. That pretty much guarantees it will be greatness. And at last, this season we get a full slate of 13 episodes instead of the six FX dangled in front of us last year.

“The League” will now take us all the way through the regular season, which will make our addiction so much more bearable, especially for roommates and spouses who don’t play. They finally get an insider glimpse at a fantasy football league.

If they’re gullible enough, tell them that it’s a documentary. That will make you tame by comparison.

I was pleasantly surprised by how true-to-life and funny the first season of the series was. If you missed out, catch the first and last episode of Season 1 on Hulu here and get up to speed. (Why only first and last episode? I have no idea.)

“The League” has now become part of the fantasy football zeitgeist, which makes it a must-watch series for all fantasy football addicts, just like “The Golden Girls.”

Where else would we get such brilliant examples of trash-talking, trade raping and underhanded dealings? Let’s be honest, people: Our leagues are not morally upstanding societies of men and women who deal in fair and balanced ways. We’re a bunch of swindlers playing a cruel game of skill with NFL players and bragging rights as our only weapons. “The League” is the first series that has really captured that and put in on-screen for all our family and friends to enjoy…and be ashamed of us at the same time.

In fact, it sort of makes me reflective about my own leagues, my own trickery. It almost makes me even a little remorseful for all the personal attacks and defamations I’ve posted to the league message boards…or is that pride?

I’m going to say it’s pride. And I look forward to seeing how the writers of “The League” will make me proud this season.

Here’s a preview of Season 2 of “The League” from Hulu to hold you over until it comes on tonight, right after the season premiere of “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia,” which also has some parallels to my actual life if I owned a bar with some of the guys in my fantasy football league.

What? No awesome watch party to go to so that you can enjoy “The League” with other fantasy football addicts? Well, I wish I could help, but…oh, who am I kidding?

Watch the Season 2 premiere of “The League” alongside me tonight by following my tweets @FantasyFools. We can revel in the similarities between our own leagues and the one TV says is purely fictional…but eerily similar.

Gary Busey should be in every commercial. Ever.

No, seriously. Gary Busey should just pitch every product that wants to advertise on TV, especially when it comes to fantasy football. Just look at this series of ads he did for vitaminwater. I saw the first of these when it ran on ESPN last night during the SportsCenter Fantasy Draft Special.

I don’t even think he knows he’s in a commercial right now. I bet he thinks he really is Tugwater. He’s shouting “REMEMBER THE ALAMO” in a bathroom mirror somewhere while a fantasy football owner cries in pain.

This one actually strikes fear in me.

And if you really don’t want to sleep at night…

Thank you, Gary Busey, err…I mean, Norman Tugwater. You make commercials worth watching.

And the “Brady Quinn” Award goes to Matt Ryan

It is fitting that it would go to another quarterback, don’t you think?

Matt Ryan is probably getting the cold sweats as he read this article. Yes, I know he reads my articles because someone has to summarize for Darren McFadden in the Green Room on draft day.

As I pointed out in the rankings of my latest round up of mock drafts, the media and scouts aren’t putting Matt Ryan at the top of a lot of lists. Being the top QB is not enough.

Ryan has been touted as the only franchise-worthy QB to come out the 2008 draft class, but despite that title, teams are worried about drafting him.

QBs just aren’t carrying the good name they used to back in the day, and everyone is worried that they will run off to Mexico with some hot blonde or supermodel, host kegger parties in their hot tubs or head butt windshields in their downtime. You can’t even trust them when they are sitting at home with a few friends. That’s no way to win fans or win games.

In his days at Boston College, Ryan did it all with just a little, but the 2008 QB class is weak. Jake Long could eat ever single one of the QBs in this year’s draft. Luckily, his job is to protect them.

He won’t go to Miami because Bill Parcells thinks John Beck will be better as Jake Long’s little spoon. He’s not going to pass on Long to take Matt Ryan if he’s not a significant improvement — which he might be.

The St. Louis Rams only want QBs that have at least one concussion or a severe upper body injury under their belt, so Ryan doesn’t have a chance there unless he rams himself into the wall of the Green Room after he doesn’t go first overall to Miami.

The Vick-less Atlanta Falcons would just love a Prince Charming QB like Ryan to come in a sweep them off the floor of the dog fighting pit with his squeaky clean image, but they are scared of this QB class. They’d apparently rather put hopes in Chris Redman rather than take Ryan. They know they’ll be back near the top of the draft in another year when a much better class of QBs will be hitting the pros. Why spend a top pick when you can spend another year wallowing in your own self-pity?

The Oakland Raiders would take Ryan if he could run a sub-4.5 40 — no luck there.

Kansas City could save him, but Matt Ryan would probably remove himself from that one by running his head into the wall of the Green Room. There’s no hope for any QB in Kansas City until they figure out what those big guys that stand in front of the QB are supposed to do when they are on the field. Brodie Croyle would welcome a breather, but I think KC will pass.

Now the Jets, they could use a QB with some promise. Unfortunately, by the sixth pick, McFadden will probably have gotten through the instructions on how to walk up to the stage, and the little Mangini is looking for more of a miracle than a dependable QB.

New England. Yeah, only if he can hold a camera.

Baltimore is Matt Ryan’s last city of salvation. Being the last player in the Green Room until the eight spot isn’t so shabby, but hey, Baltimore might get ballsy. Figuring he would be off the books much sooner, the Ravens could just move on to address other issues — although having no starting QB is a pretty large issue — and dare to take one of their lesser QB prospects in the second round like a Brian Brohm or Joe Flacco. Very daring but possible.

If Ryan makes it past Baltimore — which is doubtful — he will probably curl up into the fetal position in the back of the Green Room, and Jake Long won’t be there anymore to hold him. Even Vernon Gholston will be out of there by then. Who knows who will take him at that point.

He could make it all the way to Detroit. Who wants to be Jon Kitna’s new friend? You get to train under him on how to set unrealistic team goals, offend coaches and get creamed.

No matter what happens, it looks Ryan will be the man who gets to count ceiling tiles and twiddle thumbs in the Green Room longer than any of the other big boys that accompany him.

Hold out your arms because the “Brady Quinn” Award for bravery in the line of shame is coming your way. I will airmail it to you tonight. The trophy is a used and abused jock strap that you must wear under your suit in the Green Room.

Please do try not to look squirmy when you itch. People will only feel worse for you.

Good luck, Matty boy, and bring a Nintendo DS. You can fend off the hot tears of shame with Nintendogs.

Sidetracked: Mocking the Final Four and Calling It RIGHT!

In light of this Final Four being the most interesting ever, I thought this YouTube video would be worthy of sharing. It’s not often that you can devise a system for guessing the winners while also mocking every team that made it this far.

The amazing part is that he didn’t pick either of the favorite picks to win it all (UCLA or UNC) and got it right. Let’s see if Memphis goes all the way.

All No. 1 seeds…how boring. Thanks a lot selection committee. No Cinderella at the ball this year.