Because of you, all my hopes for a win, were carted off the field last night. All I needed were 8 points, and all you cared about were your friggin' ribs. Even though your x-rays were negative, you didn't come back into the game, as if you didn't care about the tens of thousands of fantasy owners, who started you last night. Now my record isn't spottless, I'm 10-1, and I blame you. Football is a physical sport, your ribs are going to get hurt once in a while, suck it up baby, and play through it! I hope you are happy now, all the trust we shared is now gone! From now on, you are sitting your ass down on my bench. Goodbye Ahman, maybe next year you'll find more success on someone elses fantasy football team. Your dead to me.