This year, in one of my four fantasy football leagues, I came in dead last. As a punishment, the winner of the league got to choose a song for me to sing at karaoke. As it turns out, the winner of the league taught me how to play drums back in middle school. I use the term taught very loosely, as I don’t know how to play drums today because I never wanted to practice. My fault, not his. Anyway, it was for that reason that he chose Little Drummer Boy for me to sing.

I was dreading this day for weeks. I mean seriously, who wants to sing a Christmas song two weeks before St Patrick’s Day to a bar outside of Boston? Well, the time finally came, and with a little help from my boy Danny aka the mic stand, I think I killed it.

Dom is a man of his word.

“This year, in one of my four fantasy football leagues, I came in dead last. As a punishment, the winner of the league got to choose a song for me to sing at karaoke.” #FantasyFootball pic.twitter.com/KuWKnKtiRH

— The 300s (@The300sBoston) March 3, 2019

If you’re going to do something, do it 100%. Whether that means singing karaoke, eating pimento loaf, or any of the hundreds of other hilarious fantasy punishments, own it. It might even get you a free Mai Tai.