"Who hasn't thought about that?" Richardson, though skeptical, said that my name would be sent to all 27 NBA teams with the other early entries and that I should get an agent to help negotiate a possible contract. He wished me luck, adding, "You may need it."
The draft was June 30. I sat in front of the television for four hours. Late in the second round, the Indiana Pacers took a chance on a Delaware player. "This guy is a very smart pick," Hubie Brown commented on TNT "I think Spencer Dunkley could be a surprise. A real sleeper."
For a moment—and this isn't just flowery prose to cap off a story—I closed my eyes and dreamed that Hubie had said something slightly different. " Jeff Pearlman could be a surprise," Brown was saying. "A real sleeper."