As you can infer from the title of this article, I selected Michael Vick in my auction draft last week. While I did get him at a terrific value, a huge voice was screaming at me in the back of my head saying, "DON'T DO IT, DON'T TAKE HIM!"
But I did anyway.
And so far, all Vick's done is cause me way more fantasy football stress than a 20-year-old should have to endure. I know Vick's injury prone, but this is getting ridiculous. It's to the point where I'm now going to have to hold my breath literally every single time he gets hit.
We all know how good Vick can be. In 2010, he single-handedly won me my league championship, and I'm forever grateful to him for that. But at what point does a player's upside outweigh the uncertainty that he presents week to week?
If Vick can stay healthy, which it looks like is going to be nearly impossible, he could be a legitimate candidate to put your team on his back and lead you through the playoffs to your league's title game. He's about as dynamic as they come and is capable of great things.
But Vick is just not worth the stress anymore. It seems like he's just not going to change his ways and go down when he should, and not take unnecessary hits. Vick and the Eagles are extremely fortunate at this point that he's still relatively healthy and should be fine for Week 1.
It's almost inevitable, though, that this is going to be a down year for Vick solely due to injury, unless Andy Reid can talk some sense into him immediately and get him to change his style of play.
Vick's very selfish, to be honest. He's the $100 million man and with his reckless nature, he's letting down his coaches, teammates, fans and, most importantly, his fantasy football owners.
Maybe I'll be wrong and be pleasantly surprised, but at the moment, I really regret drafting Vick. I hope he proves me wrong, but it's not looking good right now.
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