It's not players you cut and draft who ruin you; it's those you don't. An injury to any player can sometimes be far less cruel than a season of underwhelming performances. You can cut bait on Rafael Furcal and move on, but what are you supposed to do with Robinson Cano? There's always a Carlos Quentin to pick up (if you act quickly), but sometimes Eric Byrnes lingers around just long enough that you're scraping the barrel in May instead of picking ripe fruit in April.
In no particular order, some of the players who have killed me this year.
1.) Oliver Perez: Damn him forever.
2.) Chris Young (San Diego pitcher): Man, I didn't see this coming. He was mediocre through the first month, then broke his nose, wasted my time, had one disastrous outing, and basically vanished. My number one sleeper, who I had in three leagues, was a big time disaster.
3.) C.J. Wilson: He didn't really need to give me a lesson in why mediocre closers can do as much harm as good, but he did anyway.
4.) Adam Dunn: I didn't really need the homers, as it turned out, but, boy, did I definitely not need that batting average. If he had just batted .260, I might have finished in the money in an additional league or two.
5.) Prince Fielder is another player I had in three leagues. Get back on the meat for 2009, Prince.