Wow! What a wild evening. The draft room was constant chatter and 188 ballplayers waited anxiously in the clubhouse for their assignments.
First, the BBQ. Glenn and Jimmy from the front office tamed the propane beast, as you can see. Hot dogs and burgers, just about as American as baseball. From 4pm until the final ounces of propane burned away, everyone here at the clubhouse got their fill.
Some of those burgers and dogs made it into the draft room, and a good thing they did. Everyone involved was holed up in the war-room for every bit of three hours. Stephen Bedford, a front office man with the GBL, must have super-human hearing. Stephen was charged with taking down the picks as they came, and I don't believe I've ever heard a room full of men carry-on, barter and bluff, and think outloud like I did tonight. A "spirited" draftroom might be an understatement.
But...after three hours, every list had been checked twice and the draft completed. 188 players across eight teams. Take a look at this final picture. (Every single member of the AWL crammed into one clubhouse!) And as I write this, the first pitch of 2009 is less than 44 hours away. A quick turnaround for these players after spending a good portion of the night here at the complex. Now, the teams practice separately for the first time tommorrow and begin the process of becoming a team.
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