The 2012 Draft Pictures

Ahhhh, that's more like it. Look at those clean lines, that attention to detail, that high resolution. It's nice to have our league photographer taking pictures yet again. Phil will be back at again this year, so make sure to get your hair cut, wear your best clothes, and finish up any facial reconstructive surgery that you have pending. In the meantime enjoy this blast from the past.

Rolling out the Red Carpet. So serene, so peaceful, so much athlete's foot.

Mr. Brian Hall arriving at the draft. He was reminded soon after that he was not adhering to the strict Draft dress code. He removed his clothes immediately. I was not impressed.

Jon Day arriving at the draft...oh nope my bad, that's just Brian's dog Stormy.

Nick is either arriving at the draft or he is about to go camping for the weekend in my living room.

Murphy and the Championship trophy arriving at the draft. Next year, the winner won't be able to just tuck the trophy under his arm...confused? Just you wait.

Diesel handing the loser trophy to Mac. We have also changed the loser trophy, and instilled a cringe-worthy ceremony to go along with it. Gonna be epic.

I have no idea what is happening here. Here are a few guesses: 1) I'm farting 2) I'm making fun of the past two league losers 3) I can't move my arms, and Mac is making fun of me, while Diesel analyzes the situation.

Phil and Diesel continuing the annual tradition their division has of giving the winner some inanimate object found the day of the draft. I think this year it was a Santa Claus statue.

Travis handing himself the Chewbacca trophy. Travis is way to happy to be giving himself a wookie...which is exactly what he did to himself in bed last night. Bazinga!

Gayest jacket ceremony picture ever. By the way Nick, this would probably be a lot easier if you weren't giving a thumbs up. You always have to make things difficult for me.

Wow. Murphy is really looking longly and lovingly into Josh's eyes as he hands him the trophy. Josh, in the meantime is just contemplating Murphy's beard to nowhere.

The Board before the draft. Man that's a thing of beauty. Especially those Roman Numerals, they really class up the place.

The player cards, laid out all nice and neat. Writing all of those damn things sure was a painstaking and long process...oh wait.

This is me either explaining everyone rules changes that Nick Lazarus will argue against for no reason other than to fuck with me, or I am attempting to lead the league in the Atlanta Braves tomahawk chop.

Nick contemplating how he is going to take me down this year...or trying to destroy me with his mind.

Lynn getting all lawyer like with the rules. "Counselor, I don't remember giving you permission to speak"

Here we have Mac eyeballing a hush-puppy that has fallen on the carpet. He is contemplating whether or not to eat it. Diesel is contemplating whether or not that would make him vomit.

High on carpet-puppies, Mac makes the mistake of picking Philip Rivers with the 2nd overall pick. Somehow he is able to overcome this and make the Championship game. Still have no idea how that happened.

BBQ Time!!

....and as soon as the foil is off the BBQ, Dave finally shows up to the draft. He is like a mother fucking hound dog when it comes to copious amounts of food.

B-Hall attempting to make the green from like 40 yards out. He duffed it into the water instead. Minutes later, Diesel hit the green from 50 more yards away, hitting it over like 10 trees in the process. B-Hall then crapped his pants, and Stormy ate it.

Lynn listening to trade offers from Lazarus. "I'll give you Lebron James in exchange for Tiger Woods." This trade would propel Lynn to the semi-finals of the White Knight Basketball-Golf Hybrid league.

Mac being fully satisfied with his Kicker selection...that or he is getting a blowjob from somebody in the league...most likely Dave.

Murphy explaining with his pint glass why his eyes are so red right now. His draft went very much downhill from this point forward for some reason.

TIM MOTHER FUCKING HIGHTOWER Y'ALL!!!! 

Nick and Murphy trading draft picks. I am there to make sure that they don't collude in the process. Only Murphy and I are allowed to collude on draft day.

I'm pretty sure this is a picture of Mac waking up the next morning in my living room, unsure of where he is, and how he got here. I then shoved a few hushpuppies in his mouth and sent him on his way.

This is sadly the closest thing I have to a picture of Chris. This is Travis updating the Excel sheet for him. It's gonna be great to have Chris back at the draft this year after a two-year hiatus..mostly because I don't have to make a damn Excel sheet.

The board is complete!! Man, last years draft was the best yet. We made the 5th anniversary of the league a great one. I wanted to personally thank, Laz, Murphy, Dave, Phil, Diesel, Lynn, B-Hall, Chris, Josh, Travis, and Mac for being great league members over the last 2-5 years. Now, help me in welcoming all the new members to the league and making the next 5 years just as awesome.

Last but not least, it's the self-portrait of the man, the myth, the legend, Phil Elkins. Thanks again buddy for making this post possible. You can just scroll down a post to the 2011 draft pics to see how much we truly appreciate you.