New Orleans would like to announce that they now feel like the prettiest girl crying on the back steps of the auxiliary gym after their dance partner dumped them for some SKANK from Chicago, so they might as well make their pick now because it's not like anyone will ever want to trade with them now, people are stupid and I can't wait to get out of this crappy high school fantasy draft.
So...New Orleans selects Goran Dragic.
Whatever.