There are very few moments in sports that are left up to complete and utter random chance. Most things in sports are like the SATs. They can be practiced, prepared for, strategized, learned or obsessed over to the point that you have some sense of control over them, regardless of how miniscule.
Next Tuesday on ESPN, one of those rare moments where teams, coaches, athletes and general managers have no control over the outcome will unfold before our eyes. It’s the NBA’s Draft Lottery and it’s about as unpredictable as an Amanda Bynes tweet. It’s an event that, in the last 14 years, has only seen the team with the best odds get the No. 1 pick the same amount of times, twice, as the team with the fourth best odds.
Winning the draft lottery and getting the No. 1 overall pick is one of two things the storied Suns franchise has yet to conquer in its 45 years of existence. The other, obviously, being an NBA Championship. And if they can accomplish the former this year, maybe they can finally accomplish the latter in the near future.
But just how do you sway something completely random in your favor? With luck, of course.
Sure, luck is a concept that has evaded the team like a Shaq free throw used to evade the net, ever since the 1969 coin flip that sent the No. 1 pick (that became Kareem Abdul Jabbar) and a championship to Milwaukee. By calling heads, a choice fans were asked to make in a poll via the Arizona Republic, the team sealed its bad luck for the last 44 years. It’s time to end it once and for all.
How do I propose to do this? With your help.
Next Monday I embark for New York City and the NBA Draft Lottery. It’s an experience that I’m thrilled to take part in as a lifelong fan and one that I hope is historic for the franchise and a fan base sorely in need of a win.
Like most sports fans, I’m a bit superstitious. As a kid, I’m not ashamed to admit, I used to wear my hat in certain ways or not move for minutes at a time if it would lead to a great Suns run during a game. I had lucky shirts, lucky hats, lucky charms — not the cereal, but items — and lucky chairs throughout the years to watch the games in. Obviously, they never really worked all that well. Although, my 1992-93 purple Barkley jersey did have a pretty good run.
That’s where you come in. While in New York, I’m willing to try anything or bring anything with me to the Draft Lottery to turn around the franchise’s luck and bring the No. 1 pick back to the Valley with me. (Granted, President of Basketball Operations Lon Babby, and not me, will likely escort it home.)
Share your ideas and suggestions in the comments below and I’ll choose my favorites to try or bring with me.
You might think it’s crazy, but what does it hurt to try? As the Arizona Lottery says “you can’t win, if you don’t play.”