Fantasy Customs

Founded in the fantasy football motherland—Minnesota—Fantasy Customs started as a love letter to the most obsessive, over-caffeinated, stat-scrolling degenerates in sports: fantasy players. Real fantasy players. The kind who argue waiver wire pickups like Supreme Court cases and still hold grudges from a veto in 2008. What began over a decade ago as a custom shop for fantasy leagues has grown into a full-on tribute to sports culture—from locker room legends to poster dunks so nasty they should come with a health warning. We’re talking custom league logos, trash-talk trophies, mock-draft war room gear, and everything a commissioner needs to remind the league who’s boss. One of our own leagues has been running strong for 27 years with the same crew—no keepers, just lifelong commitment and enough group chat chaos to fill a novella. Fantasy isn’t a game. It’s a lifestyle. It’s Sunday panic. It’s Tuesday waiver bids. It’s calling your shot on a 5th-round sleeper and rubbing it in until April. If you’ve ever: Texted “need 2.7 points” with 8 minutes left on MNF Said “I would’ve won if I played literally anyone else” Held a trophy made from an old bowling pin, plastic goat, or WWE belt ...then Fantasy Customs was made for you.