Week 7 Power Rankings: The Petty Edition
Brinewater's back, Duskholm's cooked, and someone left wet footprints on my assigned parking spot. Here's who actually matters.
Brenda Killick
Power Rankings Columnist
**Brinewater Tide** — Look, I hate to admit when I'm wrong — actually, no I don't, I'm thriving on it — but the Tide are legit. They've won three straight without their star QB, which is either visionary playcalling or mass delusion, and honestly I'm not equipped to tell the difference anymore. Either way, they're winning games while everyone else is playing checkers. They're also the only team that sent actual flowers to the media box after last week. The hydrangeas were synthetic but it's the gesture that counts.
**Murkmoor Engines** — Operating like a well-oiled machine — emphasis on "machine," because there's zero joy in how they play, just brutal efficiency. They beat everyone 16-14 because why would you want your fans to experience anything resembling excitement? The Engines are winning games that feel like tax season. Respect the competence, despise the vibe.
**Ironveil Saints** — Their defense is genuinely terrifying, the kind of unit that makes opposing QBs wake up screaming. Three shutouts in five weeks is not a fluke, it's a lifestyle choice. The only problem is their offense moves with the speed of continental drift. Beautiful defense, offense that feels like watching paint dry in a humid basement.
**Glassveil Prophets** — Everyone wants to pencil them in as contenders because of their "consistency" and "smart decision-making," but frankly they're boring as hell and the head coach always smells like old cheese. That's not a petty reason, that's just... context. They'll probably make the playoffs anyway because boring teams mysteriously do, but I'll resent every single yard they gain.
**Crestfall Collective** — Genuinely confused how they keep winning when their roster looks like a ransom note assembled from other teams' rejected practice squad players. Their QB is a question mark wrapped in an enigma dunked in uncertainty. Yet they hang around. That's either genius or the simulation is glitching — I'm not ruling out option two.
**Thornwick Ramblers** — Started strong, peaked early, now coasting on reputation — a very online thing to do. Their running back is still elite, which explains 80% of their wins. When he's out, they look like a developmental squad. One-dimensional is putting it charitably.
**Hollowpeak Behemoths** — They've got talent everywhere except the one place that matters: between the tackles on either side of the ball. Their games feel like two teams trying very hard to lose simultaneously. Also, their stadium plays the same seven songs on repeat and I've heard "Don't Stop Believin'" approximately seventeen thousand times. It's psychological warfare.
**Duskholm Specters** — The actual embodiment of "well, at least they showed up." They're getting worse every week in a way that feels almost artistic. Their latest loss involved a completely unnecessary timeout with nobody even on the field yet — just pure, unfiltered chaos. I'd feel bad if they hadn't beaten my team's cross-division rival, so I'm choosing to enjoy their descent into irrelevance.
Brenda Killick
Power Rankings Columnist
Brenda has covered this league for six seasons. She has strong opinions about your team's ranking. She is usually right.
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