<p> <img src="/files/u1443/NWOlEBRON.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="298" /></p><p>Tonight, LeBron James has a decision to make:</p><p><strong>1. Miami </strong>- Become the Scottie Pippen to D-Wade's MJ, win a few titles, and become the Clyde Drexler of our generation.</p>
<p><span class="photo"><img src="/files/u2/demarcus-cousins.jpg" alt="DeMarcus Cousins basketball photo" width="200" height="284" /><br />"I swear I'm a nice guy. Really. Look at my smile. LOOK AT IT!"</span>Oh how I love the NBA Draft. There's the suits. The 40 person posses. 700-pound mothers. The guy who committed crimes in college who's always SO SHOCKED he falls. And of course there was the time Randy Foye said he would most like to meet his parents. I cried laughing for a solid 20 minutes. It's 5 hours of sorta racist comedy, and yet I don't care. If you want to see a real racist check out Larry Bird's Indiana Pacers. I guarantee they come out of this draft with at least one white guy.</p><p>Regardless, here are my predictions for tonight....</p>
<p class="photo"><img src="/files/u2/23253_578705673_3026_n.jpg" alt="Jim Joyce" width="200" height="215" /> </p><p>(Undeletable video found <a href="http://deadspin.com/5553970/armando-galarraga-absolutely-robbed-of-a-perfect-game" target="_blank">here</a>.)</p><p>Jim Joyce, like all umpires, is human. I get it, umpires will fuck up like everyone else. But this was the worst fucking call I've ever seen. For those that don't know the story I'll explain. </p>
<p><strong><img class="photo" src="/files/u2/pacman-jones-strip-club.jpg" alt="Pacman Jones in a strip club with strippers" width="200" height="187" />Samuel L. Jackson: </strong>On September Thirtieth Nineteen Eighty Three, Adam "Pac-Man" Jones was brought into the world. Jones suffered through a rough childhood, his father, killed when Jones was just four years old.
<p>Putting together a mock draft is for the most part a futile effort. One trade and everything is fucked up. Yet, that's not going to stop me from trying. </p>
<p>Some people see Spring Break as a time to go south in search of alcohol poisoning and strange ass. I decided to use this week off to attend one of the three conferences needed to fulfill graduation requirements.
<p><strong>Rule 1: Never ever, EVER pick a 16 to beat a 1.</strong></p> <p>No matter how enticing this year’s Vermont-Syracuse matchup is...it has never happened before and probably won’t happen this year.</p> <p><strong>Rule 2: Only allow your subconscious racist to pick two Hoosiers upsets.</strong></p>
<p><em>"And God so loved baseball that he gave his one and only son, so that baseball in D.C would not perish."</em></p> <p><em>-</em>MLB 3:16</p><p><img src="http://www.sdnn.com/files/2010/03/strasburg2-400x313.jpg" alt="Jesus?" width="250" height="250" /> </p>
<p><img src="/files/u2/orange-bad-color.jpg" alt="Kid in an orange baseball uniform" width="400" height="330" /></p>
<p><img src="https://www.pointsincase.com/files/u2/sidney-crosby-show.jpg" alt="How'd he get my physique?" width="275" height="403" /></p><p>(Got your attention? Good.)</p>
<p><img src="/files/u2/rednecks-nascar.jpg" alt="Rednecks NASCAR" width="365" height="375" /> </p>
<p>There are few days on the sporting calendar that matter much more than the first Wednesday in February. Possibly only the NFL Draft can match National Signing Day in terms of irrational reaction. It’s a day that everyone—sports fan or not, current student or alum—should take part in.