I had my heart set on Troy Tulowitzki. He would be the perfect fit. One team ahead of me needed a shortstop but they needed pitching worse. Lincecum and Gallardo were available! Tulowitzki was picked #4. My whole draft and thus my season rested on adding "Tulo" to my Oakland A's. My draft was in disarray from the start. Should I choose a starter to add to my arsenal of arms or should I default to adding another masher with little to no glove like Braun or Pence. After wrestling with all the options, I did the unthinkable...
I drafted Kelly Johnson of the Atlanta Braves! Obviously I was not thinking clearly to make such a choice. Last year I drafted Bob Wickman and he made me pay for it all year long. As further evidence that I was too distraught over my draft day loss of Tulowitzki, I did it again!
I drafted another Brave, Yunel Escobar! Fear not Patricia and Lucy , Mets Guy in Michigan, and NYBBNUT, I am recovering and have drafted no Braves since. I attempted to make up for my transgressions by drafting Ramon Castro as my backup catcher and a lackluster Mike Pelfrey in the later rounds.
The Oakland A's should be a force this year and will hopefully bring home my first AL West division title in 4 seasons. I'm sure I'll keep you updated whether you want me to or not.
GO METS! Despite this chilling tale of draft day woe, I mean that with all of my heart.