Draft day came and went. Yes, the draft is really only 1 day, not the 3 days, 7 rounds ESPN would like us to think it is. It would be like going to Mortons and eating the steak first, followed by sides, salad and then bread. I'm not saying that the sides are not good, but when I'm really hungry just give me the meat. That is what the NFL draft is.
If I had the top pick I would take the kid from Auburn. He is big, fast, and dominated college football. It helps that he led his team to a national championship. This afternoon I wondered if he fell to the "Boys" would they take him or would he go the way of Moss and De Jack, playing for another team while I dreamed what if. But this was all wishful thinking, because Carolina had the top pick and would not let such a talent go.
When I got home this evening I went straight to my "sports room," beer in hand, and turned on the draft. As I settled in my chair, the first pick was announced. It was a kid from Auburn, but not the right one. Nick Farley was the pick I was thinking about, but Carolina took a kid that should be on a pack of cookies. Yes, they took Cam (fig) Newton. After that first bite, I felt like I had draft poisoning.
What is that old saying about not remembering the past ... Vince Young and JaMarcus Russell. At that moment, I knew Al Davis was smiling.
"Wise Guy"
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