Draft day - one of the most fun-filled days of the year. Select-GM's fidget with their scribbled draft notes, impatiently waiting their turn to hit the podium and make selections. It's like a group of whiny children waiting their turn on the tire swing; it feels like an eternity before each gets a chance to go for a ride again.
This year's draft was held on September 23, 2017 at 10:00AM EDT. The festivities began about 30 minutes prior, with an email from Safari sending out a mass message to the League confirming the time of the draft.
"Yeah, and none of you bitches got back to me!" roared Safari.
It's true, but mostly because all other select-GM's were arranging their draft notes like mad and I, Commissioner Randy, was simply sitting back and enjoying the frantic last minute preparations.
"Frantic last minute preparations," pondered Sitch, last year's silver-situation. "Sounds like Dick Burns."
"I was 15 minutes early this year!" cheered Dick.
It's true; shockingly (and unheard of), Sir Dickery Burns was one of the first to enter the draft room with 15 minutes to spare before the opening. I've never heard of Dick Burns being early for anything before, but there he was comfortably seated and patiently awaiting the start of the draft. He just sat there, tipping his phallus trunk as the other select-GM's strolled in one by one.
"... It was weird," said Safari.
The "Dick Burns" Award (i.e. the "You're So Fucking Late" Award) actually went to Burgundy this year; the Ronald was nowhere to be seen when the clock struck 10:00AM.
"... Shall we wait?" Dick Burns stuttered into the podium microphone, ready to make the first-overall selection.
"PROCEED," ordered I, Commissioner Randy.
Next to the podium was Tree Bone, who wasted little time in picking up Patrick Kane. Following her selection, I received a call from the Ronald, who had "technical difficulties" with getting to the draft.
"Technical issues? Sounds like Burgundy's taking a page out of Vegas" smirked Sitch.
"I swear to God I had technical issues!" said Burgundy, tears forming. "I couldn't get the code to get through the gates to the draft floor. And then some security personnel questioned my being there!"
Sure, sure, Burgundy. Thankfully, Commissioner Randy saw the commotion going on and, with the wave of his finger, the security guards stepped aside and allowed a flustered Ronald to scurry to the podium to make the third-overall selection.
"I'm here! I'm here!" shouted an exhausted Burgundy into the podium microphone. "I select Brent Burns!"
The other select-GM's groaned as Burgundy trotted off the stage, clearly wishing he hadn't selected the sought-after D-man.
"Well that blows," said Sitch, scratching off Burns from his draft list. Approaching the microphone with the fourth-overall selection, Sitch then announced, "I'll take Victor Hedman."
And finally, with the fifth-overall and last pick of the first round, Safari (last year's Champion, might I add) chose Nikita Kucherov, the second Tampa Bay player to be selected in the top five picks.
The second round began with back-to-back picks by Sitch,
who acquired a second round draft pick (which turned out to be sixth overall) from Safari in a trade from last year. The SensAsian always puts a premium on goals, so he opted to select Vladimir Tarasenko and Jamie Benn.
Adds McGuire: Pretty intimidating on paper, if you ask me. Sitch was able to secure three probable 40-goal scorers in Tarasenko, Benn and Stamkos (his Keeper) by the end of the second round. He also later picked up Marchand, who has averaged 38 goals over the last two seasons, and may score 40 this year as well. Four players with a high probability of scoring 40 goals each. What do you say about that?
"This is 40, bitch!" celebrated Sitch.
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As the rounds passed, select-GM's found their groove and made sophisticated selections, applauding one another on occasional 'steals'. Jeff Skinner, a 37 goal scorer last year, was picked up late in the 14th round by Burgundy; the Ronald was congratulated handsomely by his peers.
"Shucks guys, you're too nice," said Burgundy, rosy cheeked.
The draft concluded just after 11:00AM EDT, and select-GM's shook hands and filed out in a civilized fashion. Sitch, who is notorious for trying to squeeze out a few crunches on stage at every draft, was relatively reserved and made no attempt to sell fitness products. Safari, fresh off a Title Belt season, was respectful and humble. Other than his late arrival, Burgundy was scotch-jolly, happy to see everyone after a long summer's break. Dick appeared well put together, despite recent residency issues involving a flood incident. And Tree Bone seemed poised and confident, backed by her Senior Adviser of Hockey Operations, Tree Bone, Sr.
Best wishes to you all, my dear select-GM's, my children.
"Thank you, Father," said Dick Burns.
Wise words, Dick.