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Greetings! Welcome back, friends. As I noted last week, I will be hitting every position group over the next couple months of both players I believe will let us down and those who shall lead us to glory,  with this week’s post focusing on First Basemen.

It’s nice to be back in a rhythm after I took a two-week sabbatical, living in the Batu Caves of Malaysia along with my chicken Beatrice. Malaysia was spectacular, but my real passion is my hobby: Fantasy Baseball! I could have lived out the rest of my days in those caves, roasting white-handed gibbons wrapped in King Cobra slices over the fire, while treating female tourists I’ve just bedded to stories about my dangerous and scandalous past on how I went from a male thong model to a fantasy sports writer for the greatest website every made…buuuuuut, I felt I had more to give this world before I disappear for good, so I come to you now, ready and willing to do my utmost to entertain you and maybe even help you with your fantasy baseball team. I am Tehol Beddict, and this is Disgrace/Delight! Take Heed!

Please, blog, may I have some more?

The man, the myth, the legend. I speak not of young Xander, he who was blessed to be featured in this article, but of myself, Tehol Beddict, good at many things and great at more. Greetings noble readers! It is you that keeps me cognizant at 4 am, even with an enormous modeling audition tomorrow in Vegas. I’d rather pluck and eat my pet chicken than dissatisfy what few consistent readers I have. That is saying something, for my chicken has been with me now for 7 years, accompanying me on my countless cross country trips and movie shoots. She even attended a recent Kenny Chesney concert with myself and my good buddy Riley Cooper. WHOOPS! Without Beatrice I would be lost, but if I were to lose you readers I would likely go back to the bath salts, possibly eat human flesh, and start writing for footballnation.com again. Those were loathsome times I tell you.

Please, blog, may I have some more?