Just played a champs game...I was undoubtedly outplaying him the whole time. He couldn't stop me whatsoever. I would advance all the way to the red zone in a matter of 3-5 plays or less. The problems would always happen when I got there and SO MANY receivers dropped the ball in key moments, end zone or otherwise. One interception was really unlucky, somehow the CPU picked me off with a sick jump, though it was in somewhat tight coverage and I can be kinda gunslingy so I accept the consequences that comes with it. His user rarely actually took anything away, while I easily lurked him a couple of times. If I ran the ball he somehow insta block shed and hit me as soon as I got to the wide open hole he was leaving every play (he never even made a single visible adjustment on defense). Meanwhile I would set up gaps to hit the exact run plays I knew he would call, exactly when he called it, and somehow the most insane blocks picked up and prevented him getting hit for a loss of yards.
I played it solid and safe, took a FG when down two possessions early in the game etc. I had some trouble stopping him on defense, as he wasn't a joke or anything; he was a legit opponent on offense and at least deserved to win some games, even if not really against me. At the end of the game, when only up less than one possession, he went for it on 4th and long near his OWN END ZONE and got sacked at the 2, barely avoiding the safety. It got tough because again with the drops..I go for it on 4th down because I'm down by 6...I dodge pressure, throw to a curl, possession catch and bam, money...except somehow the same receiver got FLAGGED FOR TOUCHING, which I have NEVER SEEN THAT HAPPEN by a computer controlled WR before and it gets taken back..my opponent gets the ball and game over. While it's fairly inconsequential if I win or lose in champs, and I'll certainly take the moral victory, I found this one hilariously frustrating, frustrating and hilarious, etc. Of course he celebrated whenever he scored, but hey, take what you can get I guess (I never celebrate myself). Figured I'd vent/share the story. Hopefully someone gets a laugh out of it or whatever.