NBA Draft Diary
June 26, 2009
He's Always Watching
I attended last night’s NBA draft and decided to steal a page out of Bill Simmons’ playbook. I didn’t know what to expect and now I can’t wait to go back next year. Here is a running diary of the events that occurred…
6:30-7: Just met up with two friends (J.D. and Donny) and head to Brother Jimmy’s for a few pre-game drinks. The friend who got me the ticket told me we may be going to an exclusive pregame party. Apparently we aren’t. Instead I find myself drinking 16 oz. PBRs and salivating over a BBQ pulled pork sandwich.
7:00: WaMu Theatre is very nice. Beer prices are outrageous but thank God I got a New York Knicks collector’s cup. Seats are perfect. Centered, aisle, first row of section. There seems to be assigned seats. There’s the degenerate Knicks and Nets fan seats. The “I just bought this jersey yesterday to get on TV” seats. We are in the corporate seats; I hope this doesn’t mean we can’t get rowdy.
7:02: Stuart Scott, Mark Jackson, Jeff Van Gundy, and Jay Bilas are here. I’m pissed Stephen A. Smith wasn’t asked to work. JVG would have set the record for most indescribable facial expressions.
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The NBA…Where Virtually Everything Happens
June 24, 2009
The NBA Draft… It’s by far the best draft out of all major sports. I’ll never be friends with anyone who gets excited for the MLB draft. The NFL draft is exciting for the first couple of rounds and then it just seems like it lasts longer then the Swine Flu. And well, hockey isn’t really a sport anymore. That leaves us with the NBA. The NBA has two rounds and can usually keep my attention for both rounds; until teams start drafting these virtually unheard of European players who are almost always dubbed the next Dirk Nowitzki. Seriously, somehow according the NBA “experts” all of these players are Nowitzki-esque. Some franchises almost always screw up. (see: Darko, Olowokandi, Sam Bowie etc.) Not to mention there are enough trades on draft day to make one’s head spin. Oh yeah one final thing, you get to watch Stephen A. Smith for a few hours. That’s always entertaining.
Here are a few more random thoughts…
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