They had a 50-50 chance of getting the first pick. Only the Bulls turn those odds into the third pick.

On-ly the Bulls!
Only the Bulls!
Only the one and only!
Chi-ca-ah-go Bulls!

Groucho summed it up this morning in the Tribune by saying, “It was a two player draft and the Bulls got the third pick.”

But that’s not true.

The best player in the draft can be had with the third pick. Provided he doesn’t have a motorcycle helmet anywhere in his Duke dormitory.

I’m not the Bulls’ GM, though I do have the footspeed of the current one (which is not much), and they don’t let me make the picks. But if I had the first pick, or the second pick, or the third pick and Luol Deng was there on the board, I’m drafting him.

I’m no Duke fan, and I know that more often than not the highly regarded Dookies are bad. The ones who aren’t either develop paper mache feet, or get traded to the Clippers never to be heard from again.

I’ll take my chances with Deng for three reasons.

1) It’s always cool to see a black guy with a British accent.
2) He only played one year at Duke, so Coach K hasn’t had enough time to put the Polish Kurse on his career.
3) He’s 6’8 and can run and shoot and pass and do everything that nobody else on the Bulls can do.

Just how hard is this choice?

If the Magic take Emeka Okafor, good riddance. Great college player, but he’s a power forward in the NBA and he’s already got a bad back. The Clippers will do something stupid. Probably not Shaun Livingston stupid, but if they take Dwight Howard, they’re just guaranteeing that Dwight won’t be good until year four, when he’s signed with somebody else.

That leaves the rest of the draft to the Bulls. It’d be nice if they had won the lottery and had all of the options. But this will work. They just have to let it.

Kirk Hinrich is a nice player, and when you look at what went after him, he was the right pick. But if Dwyane Wade had dropped one more spot…

…well, we wouldn’t need Luol. But Dwyane’s hanging out with head coach Ron Jeremy in Miami and not with head coach Phil Collins in Chicago.

The Cubs were less futile last night, though it helped that the half of Clettitte that they faced suffered an injury more common with guys who have PS2’s or X-box than with pitchers. You really wonder just what would have happened in that sixth inning had Wavin’ Wendell not singlehandedly stopped a rally by sending Michael Barrett home on a play that he had no chance of making.

We wondered at the time if Wendell Kim and Gary Matthews worked for anybody but Dusty if they’d have a chance in hell of saving their jobs. The short answer is, “No.” They’d have been fired long ago.

The Cubs continue to be clueless at the plate. They don’t take pitches, they just flail away at anything. In his sixth inning at bat last night, one of the better hitters, E-ramis just swung as hard as he could three times and sat down.

All is not lost, of course. It’s not like we’re going to send Glendon Rusch, Jimmy Anderson and Sergio Meat Tray out this weekend to pitch against the Pirates, or anything.

What? We are?

Where’s that arsenic?

Groucho wants to trade the pick. Groucho doesn’t like Deng. Apparently, Groucho doesn’t have cable.

KC and the Sunshine Band were at the lottery. How exciting!

In fact, KC wrote all about just that very thing.

Dusty’s mad about the shutouts. It’s a about f@#$ing time. And he’s got the rotation all screwed up, too.

How can Todd Wellemeyer be hurt if he never pitches? How can Tom Goodwin be hurt if he never plays? What the hell is going on here?

Mariotti puts down the doughnut to wonder why the Bulls never win the lottery. Uh, Fat Jay? It’s Elton Brand on line one.

What the hell has gotten into Daryle F. Ward?

Junior says he didn’t get Jack McKeon fired in 2000. He did however get Bob Boone fired. By being hurt.

Kobe might be late for tonight’s game.

Fantasia’s 19? 19 what? She’s the Albert Pujols of music.

Sure, I’ll volunteer to knock up Halle Berry. Why not?

America’s finest news source says that apparently we’ve given up trying to impress England.