My Swedish Chef Mafia is losing their power. For the third week in a row, we've lost by less than 2 points. And this week – just around a quarter of a point. A quart low. Ugh!
Or as we Swedes say: UFF DA!!
I'm not giving up yet, but it would take a miracle. Not from my team necessarily, but from me to put the right guys in my lineup. Bench one and they score big. Start one of the "good" ones and they tank. They're about as consistent as my golf game.
Good thing there's not money on the line. Just a coveted traveling trophy that my team managers Ole and Sven are guarding at my desk.
They look like kind of sketchy so maybe they're the ones messing with my lineup. It couldn't be me, right?
Time to focus, boys. Let's SKOL!
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