All around the political blogosphere you can find folks smacking their lips over the prospect of a brokered or deadlocked Republican national convention. They look forward to the spectacle of delegates assembling in Cleveland with no majority for any candidate, of multiple ballots and governors running as favorite sons, of protracted floor demonstrations and points of order raised from the floor.

Political junkies relish the idea of watching hours of convention proceedings without knowing the outcome any more than sports fans know which team will win the Super Bowl.