“Ooh he is cute.”

“No, he is mine…you can have him if I can have the other guy.”

Commence trading.

We’ve all been there. I mean…all girls have been there. Trading cute players here and there, stalking out our favorites, creating our fantasy team (or fantasy relationship). Think I sound creepy? Well it’s real life. And we do it. Every game.

I guess that’s why they call us the "Shamecocks". In case you’ve been living under a stupid rock…we were that team last night. The one that lost their homecoming. But go ahead, blame it on whatever you want. Here is what I think screwed us over: