At my local draft this year I was stuck contemplating either the low road or the high road for my first selection. I chose the Hawk road.
So, when it came time to make my first selection I drunkenly climbed on top of the table, unleashed the monster and urinated all over my leaguemates while screeching insanely that everyone write me their check now.
Right motivation, wrong execution. A hawk is known for its quiet confidence.
In other words, remain seated. And for the entirety of your first pick, do not look at
your sheets, your notes, or anything of that nature.Stare each (this part is important) league member square in the eye. Do not smile, smirk, frown, wink, or move. Straight face.
Proceed to defecate in your pants. One log for each league-member (proper execution consists of large meals throughout the day and plenty of metamucil)
Nothing screams confidence like a mess in your pants.
The odour that fills the room will not be that of fecal matter... But that of unquestionable hawk-like confidence and superiority. They
will succumb to your power.