Bobby Bob
Posted: Fri Dec 27, 2013 10:41 pm
Bobby Bob has the 10th pick in his 1st DC draft and he decides to take Jacoby Ellsbury. After watching his fellow owners grabbing all the power hitters and seeing Stanton taken just before his pick, he decides he needs a big bat too. He remembers reading on the message board how consistent Jay Bruce is. So with the 21st pick he goes with Jay Bruce. Bobby goes to bed feeling good about his 2 picks for the day.
The next morning he's woken up by a text message. "Your on the clock". He springs out of bedtime excited to see what players were taken while he was snoozing. He takes out his marker and starts crossing names off his freshly minted ADP. Segura was picked. Desmond and Reyes are gone. Even Andrus is now off the board. He looks down at his cheat sheet of "tiers." Zobrist, Cabrera, and Jed Lowrie!!!
He looks at the clock, 6:29 6:28 6:27... starts to panic. Then he gets another text from a different owner. "FYI buddy, your on the clock." He's has no time to look through his Baseball Forecaster.
Now he's on tilt, "I knew I shouldn't have given those guys my phone number." Bobby's hands are now sweaty. He remembers reading how another owner took Zobrist because he has 2nd, SS, and OF eligibility. Bobby mumbles to himself, "Zobrist is the best pick here."
He hears his kids fighting and his wife calls out, "Bobby, I need your help in the kitchen." He snaps back at her, "honey, I'm on the clock, give me a minute!!!!"
He's run his numbers, he knows that SS is the weakest position in the draft. He even saw that somebody mentioned it on the message board. He knows that if he doesn't take Zobrist here, he's staring down the barrel of Jimmy Rollins and Stephen Drew. He takes Ben Zobrist. The chat room ignites with laughter, "lol. you should have hit the help button, buddy." He drops his head in disappointment and closes his computer.
He goes into the kitchen upset. His wife looks up, "what's wrong Bobby". "I should have taken a shortstop with my 2nd pick instead of Jay Bruce. I could have waited and taken Mike Trumbo later on. I would have gotten better value." His teenage daughter stands up off her chair and sighs, "Dad, you need a life."
Krys
The next morning he's woken up by a text message. "Your on the clock". He springs out of bedtime excited to see what players were taken while he was snoozing. He takes out his marker and starts crossing names off his freshly minted ADP. Segura was picked. Desmond and Reyes are gone. Even Andrus is now off the board. He looks down at his cheat sheet of "tiers." Zobrist, Cabrera, and Jed Lowrie!!!
He looks at the clock, 6:29 6:28 6:27... starts to panic. Then he gets another text from a different owner. "FYI buddy, your on the clock." He's has no time to look through his Baseball Forecaster.
Now he's on tilt, "I knew I shouldn't have given those guys my phone number." Bobby's hands are now sweaty. He remembers reading how another owner took Zobrist because he has 2nd, SS, and OF eligibility. Bobby mumbles to himself, "Zobrist is the best pick here."
He hears his kids fighting and his wife calls out, "Bobby, I need your help in the kitchen." He snaps back at her, "honey, I'm on the clock, give me a minute!!!!"
He's run his numbers, he knows that SS is the weakest position in the draft. He even saw that somebody mentioned it on the message board. He knows that if he doesn't take Zobrist here, he's staring down the barrel of Jimmy Rollins and Stephen Drew. He takes Ben Zobrist. The chat room ignites with laughter, "lol. you should have hit the help button, buddy." He drops his head in disappointment and closes his computer.
He goes into the kitchen upset. His wife looks up, "what's wrong Bobby". "I should have taken a shortstop with my 2nd pick instead of Jay Bruce. I could have waited and taken Mike Trumbo later on. I would have gotten better value." His teenage daughter stands up off her chair and sighs, "Dad, you need a life."
Krys
