THE DRAFT

Only hours away now. From our Rotisserie Baseball Draft. And I'm sweating bullets. I know I'll be exhausted by the time our first pick is made.

You see, I'm the oldest guy in a 12-team league that's been in existence since 1991. Which makes it one of the longest running leagues in the country. It's very competitive as you can imagine. In fact, for years we kicked out the team that finished in last place.

We've had various owners throughout the years, but the core has stayed the same. In fact some have been in the league every single year, including me, though I took over a team towards the end of the first year. Yet I've never won a title in baseball.

So with protected players Albert Pujols, Chris Carpenter, Carlos Zambrano, Adrian Gonzalez, and Brian McCann already in the stable of the Flying Chaucers, I have to be one of the favorites to capture this year's crown.

But I'm on edge. One bad pick and I'm doomed. I have to be on my game. No wonder they call the NFL Draft, the War Room, where multi-million dollar decisions are made.
Ours are a lesser magnitude, but nonetheless intense. And when they announce "and with the seventh pick of the 2007 baseball draft, the Flying Chaucers select..." I'll have to resort to all the research I've done and choose wisely.