Established 2013 · Season XI · Still Undefeated at Being Petty
The Cape May
League.
Twelve friends. One trophy. A group chat that has not been quiet since the Obama administration. We met down the shore, we play from our couches, and we absolutely will bring up your 2019 trade again.
Season
XI
Buy-in
$125
Purse
$1,500
Draft
Online, Aug
Contents
Everything you need before kickoff.
This site is the single source of truth. When someone starts yelling in the group chat about waiver order, calmly send them a link and go back to your day.
- I
The Rules
Roster, scoring, waivers, trades, and the tiebreakers we lawyer every October.
- II
Keepers
One per team. Cry about the math with the rest of us.
- III
Payouts
Where the buy-in goes. Spoiler: not into your Venmo.
- IV
Owners
The twelve morons who take this very seriously.
- V
Draft
Snake format, Zoom cams on, at least one guy on a boat with bad service.
- VI
Champions
The wall of winners. Also the wall of shame. Mostly the wall of shame.
Where it started
Born in a basement. Baptized at Submarine Races.
Cape May is where the name comes from, but the truth is this league was really forged in the Lambies basement on Howard Street and cemented over too many nights at Submarine Races. The legal pad, the Yuenglings, the first trash talk, all of it happened there. The draft is online now, the group chat never sleeps, and the trophy still gets hand delivered by whoever loses a bet about it.
Reigning Champion
Sal “The Vig” Petrucci
Sea Isle Sandsharks · 11-3
Third title in seven years. Won on a Monday night hail-mary that ended six friendships and one marriage. Worth it, apparently.
See the record book