Two years of putrid basketball have led us to this point. I'm drained of hatred and vitriol, left with some vanilla flavor of apathy. The Sixers could wind up with three picks in the top 11, or just one, outside of the top five. They could stockpile another big man, they could add a guard who fits, a guard who doesn't fit, another Euro who will never fit. Tonight is about endless possibilities, certain disaster, plausible deniability and ROI all at the same time. Sit back, enjoy, and don't too wrapped up in it. That's my best advice.
For what it's worth, I'd be least unhappy if the Sixers could come out of this draft with Russell and Winslow and no (a) Europeans who won't play here for a couple of years, (b) chronically injured malingerers (c) 2nd round picks who play our GM like a fiddle and have to be traded before the end of their rookie seasons.