Yesterday I was covering the sixers draft for the WB17 in philly. The Philly beat writers and I were in the war room, and there was a contest to pick the first 15 draft picks, the winner recieving 4 club box seats to any sixers game next year. It didnt exactly work like if you missed a pick your ladder was broken but the point values were the same. But by nailing picks 12 and 14 as well as 1-4 and 6 I edged out Bill Conlan, some of you may know him from the sports reporters, by 1 point to win the tickets. They announced, "we have a winner but who the hell is Paul Erlick?" We all laughed but the joke was on them, as I won.