Anticipation for the draft -- and my suit! -- reaches a fever pitch
Hello, world! I'm in New York City right now for the draft, and I won't lie, I'm nervous. It's a surreal feeling because I'm about to realize my dreams Thursday night, but it's also nerve-racking because I don't know where I'm going to go in the draft.
My last workout was in Detroit [which has the No. 7 pick], and I think it was my best one so far. I went up against
The Pistons people gave me great feedback, saying they liked me and they were impressed with my skills and professionalism. They even complimented me on my vocabulary and my communication skills. But most teams I worked out for said the same thing, so it's tough to tell which ones like me enough to draft me.
I would be disappointed if I didn't go in the first round. If it gets to pick No. 20 and I'm still sitting there, I'll be worried. I would probably start to get fidgety. Hopefully, all five of us Kentucky guys go in the first round. That would be a great accomplishment, to set history like that for UK.
Man, I was glad to be done with all the workouts. I finally got to go home to Cincinnati for a quick visit with my family earlier this week. I can't explain how good a feeling it was to sleep in my own bed. I was so happy to get some home-cooked food for once. My pop makes awesome pasta, usually with sausage or shrimp, and I had some of my family's famous corn bread and apple pie, too.
I went to the local barbershop for a quick haircut, but mostly when I was home, I was on my couch resting. I got to watch some of the World Cup, which I love. I can't believe the way the referees are hating on the U.S. team, though. I think the rest of the world just doesn't want us to take over soccer the way we dominate basketball. Otherwise, what's left for Europe? Rugby?
Anyway, like I said, I really have no idea what team I'll end up with. I'm no expert, but if I were doing a mock draft, my top five guys would be
Seriously, though, one guy who surprised me was
I have my draft-night suit picked out and hanging in my hotel closet, but I'm keeping it a secret until showtime. I want to win best-dressed at the draft. I'm guessing my stiffest competition is going to be John,