Go over to Solonor's house and commisserate with him. Use his tagboard. Offer him a cyber-brew. The poor son-of-a-gun took on the task of running a cyber baseball league, and part of the responsibility included running a live draft via chatroom. At 40 players per team, and 24 teams in the league, that's 960 players he had to select from individually-submitted lists, and woe be unto him if there was a slip-up. Anyway, the whole thing took about nine hours today, so he deserves a beer and a soft cushion upon which to rest his weary keister.
Posted by Linkmeister at April 12, 2003 03:17 PMI just popped in on him -- Round 29, if you can believe it. No one else was there, and he didn't realize I was there until I spoke. :)
He'll be done at some point, I'm sure.
Posted by: Scott at April 12, 2003 03:25 PMHuh? I thought he was done!
Posted by: Linkmeister at April 12, 2003 03:33 PMErrata: It actually took about nine hours! Buy the guy two cyber-brews!
Posted by: Linkmeister at April 12, 2003 05:07 PM