I'm good friends with the Sultan of Brunei. So he charters a flight out of LAX for me and my 9 other owners. He pays for the babysitters so we don't have to worry about our kids and sends our wives to Tahoe for skiing and shopping. When we arrive in Borneo, we're greeted off the plane by the royal band and welcoming order. It's a very prestigious thing.
After a short 20 min ride in our individual Rolls Royces, we're met by His personal servant, Ahmeer. Ahmeer is in charge of the servant staff, who are all present with smiles and a warm handshake when we arrive. They take our luggage, show us to our rooms, and then escort us down to the dining hall for a small banquet. As the Sultan always says, "Easiest way to get over jetlag is to FEED it!" HAHA..oh that Sultan.
After gorging ourselves on various native meats, fruits and wine, we all take a small catnap assisted by private massues. It's usually during this time that the Sultan is preparing our draft board and setting up our war room. I've never had the balls to say anything, but it's kind of intimidating and unnerving that our war room is in his hunting gallery. There's always wild boar heads and elephant tusks laying around ...some of the eyes follow you, I swear! There's gorgeous marble inlaid with 100% gold flecks...Holy hell really there's gold everywhere. It can get distracting.
Later on He arranges our jungle excursion for the following morning. Typically it's a 3 hour drive by LandRover, then we're met by a team of scouts with elephants for transportation into the wild. I'll tell you what, you think that the hardest part of the draft is when to start the run on TE? Noooo..it's climbing on those f'ing elephants! HA!
All is well and good until draft morning. We all have our traditional morning swim in His private lagoon (sometimes an alligator or two find their way across the property and surprise us...we've had to autodraft a team or two over the last couple of years because of this. RIP Dave). Afterwards it's off to DRAFT!
The Sultan thinks it's funny to dress up like Paul Tagliabue. He even goes so far as to wear the wig and glasses. You should hear him try to pronounce Penny's name when he gets drafted..it's always the same thing:
Sultan: "The Seven Year Plan select....Cheed Peen-een-town"
*Owners start snickering*
Sultan: "What?! Every year thees happens. Ok! I quit!"
Us: " No No! Heeey maan we're just messin with ya!"
Sultan: "Okay...Okay..hahaha..you guys..."
A few hours later the draft is done and we're off to go watch the royal polo matches. Really it's just us drinking and laughing at their uniforms and hats. Then the next morning we're back at the airport and in the air.
You know...nothing special.
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That's good. But what about if you start at like 8AM drafting. I get coffee and donuts for the guys...and some Coors light pony bottles for those who feel like an eye opener.
We call draft day Draftmas.
I don't understand the problem. In pacific time, I'm drinking by 9:30 during the season anyway.
I'm good friends with the Sultan of Brunei. So he charters a flight out of LAX for me and my 9 other owners. He pays for the babysitters so we don't have to worry about our kids and sends our wives to Tahoe for skiing and shopping. When we arrive in Borneo, we're greeted off the plane by the royal band and welcoming order. It's a very prestigious thing.
After a short 20 min ride in our individual Rolls Royces, we're met by His personal servant, Ahmeer. Ahmeer is in charge of the servant staff, who are all present with smiles and a warm handshake when we arrive. They take our luggage, show us to our rooms, and then escort us down to the dining hall for a small banquet. As the Sultan always says, "Easiest way to get over jetlag is to FEED it!" HAHA..oh that Sultan.
After gorging ourselves on various native meats, fruits and wine, we all take a small catnap assisted by private massues. It's usually during this time that the Sultan is preparing our draft board and setting up our war room. I've never had the balls to say anything, but it's kind of intimidating and unnerving that our war room is in his hunting gallery. There's always wild boar heads and elephant tusks laying around ...some of the eyes follow you, I swear! There's gorgeous marble inlaid with 100% gold flecks...Holy hell really there's gold everywhere. It can get distracting.
Later on He arranges our jungle excursion for the following morning. Typically it's a 3 hour drive by LandRover, then we're met by a team of scouts with elephants for transportation into the wild. I'll tell you what, you think that the hardest part of the draft is when to start the run on TE? Noooo..it's climbing on those f'ing elephants! HA!
All is well and good until draft morning. We all have our traditional morning swim in His private lagoon (sometimes an alligator or two find their way across the property and surprise us...we've had to autodraft a team or two over the last couple of years because of this. RIP Dave). Afterwards it's off to DRAFT!
The Sultan thinks it's funny to dress up like Paul Tagliabue. He even goes so far as to wear the wig and glasses. You should hear him try to pronounce Penny's name when he gets drafted..it's always the same thing:
Sultan: "The Seven Year Plan select....Cheed Peen-een-town"
*Owners start snickering*
Sultan: "What?! Every year thees happens. Ok! I quit!"
Us: " No No! Heeey maan we're just messin with ya!"
Sultan: "Okay...Okay..hahaha..you guys..."
A few hours later the draft is done and we're off to go watch the royal polo matches. Really it's just us drinking and laughing at their uniforms and hats. Then the next morning we're back at the airport and in the air.
I always do my thing at a bar thats serves up some really good Hamburgers and french fries. To die for
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I have to agree with the guys here, beer and more beer. My main league commish gets drunk every year and drafts about 8 or 9 WR's, then spends the following weeks trying to trade some of them for RB's
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Oh man talk about the drinking in my league at the draft. Holy cow. Between 2 guys there had to be 14 beers. They were some drinkers I would have to say.
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FeArMeNtL wrote:Oh man talk about the drinking in my league at the draft. Holy cow. Between 2 guys there had to be 14 beers. They were some drinkers I would have to say.
What my league does is either go to one of the guys house for the draft where we get pizza, beer, snacks, etc. We try and schedule it on the night of a preseason game so we have some sort of football going on (we usually watch the 1st quarter or so and then get to the draft when the scrubs are in).
We dont have strict rules about time or anything b/c everyone is pretty good about it and its not worth getting pissed off over. Its very relaxed and fun. We tried a draft board last year, but that took too much time and effort during the draft and we really couldnt keep up with how fast some of the draft was going.
We always try and get one of the guys drunk b/c he barely ever drinks and its quite a hilarious thing to witness
Well actually I dunno how many beers they had. Not enough to get them drunk though. Other post is mean lol trying to get the people who dont drink drunk pfff people these days
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