The New York Times bestselling writer of Slow WAKING UP chronicles his descent in to the madness of early retirement and fantasy football.

In Slow Getting Up-hailed by Rolling Rock as ‘the best football memoir of all time’-Nate Jackson told his tale face down on the field. Now, in Fantasy Man, he’s toned on his back again.

Six years have passed since the former Denver Broncos tight end wore a helmet, and each day he drifts further through the NFL Man, the sanctioned-violence guy, the psychopath who about Fantasy Man: A Former NFL Player’s Descent Into the Brutality of Dream Football ran head first into other psychos for the money. But Nate hasn’t quite left the overall game. Bed-ridden by a recently available surgery to eliminate bone tissue in his ankle joint, he’s trying to guard his title in another of the an incredible number of leagues fascinating America through modern fantasy football, the interactive human being poker game started by rotisserie leagues, boosted by ESPN and Yahoo!, and today elevated to that rarefied world of vaguely-legal Internet playing by FanDuel and DraftKings.com.

And this period it is not a 300-pound wall structure of flesh rushing to crunch his backbone.

It’s worse.

Discovering the fantasy-and the reality-of professional football after you have left the discipline, Fantasy Man is as funny, self-deprecating, and shockingly honest as Slow Getting Up.