Game 3 of the Cavs-Bulls and the NFL Draft (aka the one day a year where the Browns are legitimately interesting). I’m pumped.
I’ll be honest, I haven’t really been paying attention to any of the mock drafts or Browns news. Like most Browns fans, I want them to take Eric Berry, but I really don’t have any more opinions. For what it’s worth, most mock drafts (Bill Simmons, Peter King, Don Banks) have the Browns taking Berry (though not all).
However, I won’t be watching the draft. The Cavs are playing. You know, Cleveland’s good sports franchise? The team that’s a title contender, who’s had the best record in the NBA the last two seasons and happens to employ the reigning MVP. They’re in the place that the Browns are trying to get to: the playoffs. Games that matter.
Plus, I hate the idea of the Thursday night draft. I enjoy the hell out of the draft, but it’s really not that compelling of television. I loved watching the draft when it was on Saturday. Roll out of bed hungover (in college anyways), limp to the living room and plop down in front of the TV and watch while doing various chores or yardwork or napping. It’s lazy day television, not must-see TV.
The Cavs are playing a playoff game in what could possibly be LeBron’s last year in Cleveland, while the Browns are looking to add players who could be good to a team that might make the playoffs in two years.
I know which I’ll be watching.