Friday, June 26, 2009
To the Draft and Draughts We Go
Closing time in the Chronicle Newsroom, bitches. I'll see some of you in a few hours, face-to-face (I have an ungodly stubble right now; I look drunk already). The rest of you will have to wait for photos.
Don't forget, I'm missing Bill Maher for this. Should be fun! I'll leave you with a picture of the dude we'll probably draft tonight, unless we trade the pick away to some terrifying Toronto GM. If so, welcome to Atlanta, Pavel Kubina.
UPDATE: SO WE DID DRAFT KANE WOOOOOOO. The party was fun but Monsieur Catalogues is a wicked man and forced me to leave early. I met new Thrash beat writer Chris Vivlamore, a wonderfully nice man who filled me in on certain details about the crumbling AJC (I told him to his face I'd criticized the arrangement that's led to his being appointed beat writer; he was reasonable and courteous). Great guy. Also finally got to meet Aaron, the proprietor and planter of Blueland Outsider, and his beautiful wife Naomi (is it okay to say this out loud, Aaron?). A fine time. But Monsieur Catalogues is a bastard, for having a party to DJ later in the night. Also, WE DRAFTED EVANDER KANE HELLS YEAH. I almost wept when he put on the jersey.
UPDATE II: Late night boogie. Enjoy.