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The 162-game marathon will be over Sunday afternoon, and your fantasy league will finally crown its champion.

Your league also will find out which manager will need to be punished, maybe by having to find the nearest JCPenney and doing a “family” photoshoot with blowup dolls. Or maybe you want to force your loser to dress up as Timothée Chalamet’s version of Willy Wonka and critique at least 10 different items at no less than five Hershey stores (in addition to the factory in Hershey, Pa.).

It also means there are no more prospects to stash, ageless veterans to stream or superstars to curse for their underwhelming results.

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