Thursday, June 18, 2009

Why I Enjoy NBA Draft Night More Than My Own Birthday

Last year for my birthday I got a large cooking pot. Don't get me wrong, I've been happily boiling water in that thing for spaghetti since then, but a you get older your birthdays start to lose a little bit of the flash they used to have. There's no real point it starts, but somewhere along the way you stop getting exciting things like the Ninja Turtle Party Van and start getting practical things like oven mitts. Thankfully, I have the NBA Draft once a year to replace the childhood sized hole in my heart.

The Draft has everything that anyone could want in entertainment. It's probably only second to the trading deadline for number of trades, and there's something about seeing them unfold live that makes even the dud trades that much more exciting. There's no reason you should ever call your frantically call one of your friends to discuss Denver trading a future second round pick for Sonny Weems, but you do it anyway because it's Draft Night. Waiting to see who's the last person in the green room to drafted is always dramatic, especially as he begins to squirm as he tumbles out of the lottery and into the late first round. Every year a lottery team will hilariously draft someone you've never heard of or reach too early for a big name college player who is almost certain not to translate well to the NBA. We're almost certain to see all these things happen a week from tonight, and here's a few of the things I'm going to be keeping an eye out for.

Where Art Thou, Rubio? Okay, everyone saw Ricky Rubio tear it up against Team USA in the Olympics as a seventeen year old last year. He's the best point guard prospect in a draft that is seemingly entirely point guards. Memphis is interested in him and has even said they'll draft him even if he doesn't want to play there, which he probably doesn't. I'm personally rooting for Rubio to fall to Sacramento and their desperate point guard void, and terrified of him being drafted by Oklahoma City despite the presence of Russell Westbrook.

The Next Jalen Rose. Someone is bound to wear a hideous suit. It's like Oscar night for the sports enthusiast. Fashions fade, but style is eternal.

Trades Galore! Maybe, maybe not. Some experts are suggesting that, because of the economy, there won't be a lot of trade action this year even with all the 2010 excitement for expiring contracts. I'm hoping this isn't true, as being surprised with trades the instant they happen is probably the most exciting part of the night. This year I'm expecting the Knicks to sign and trade David Lee and/or Nate Robinson almost entirely for the sake of not having big salaries in 2010. David Kahn, the new Timberwolves GM, has also said that he's looking to make a big splash.

Someone Is Going To Waste a Pick on Tyler Hansbourogh. It's going to be really, really funny when they do.

-Sam

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