So the Christmas for most NFL teams has come and gone. Some teams got a PS3, while others got some socks.
I started to think about why I watch the draft. Is it the hard-hitting analysis? The awkward moments when ESPN has run out of things to say in hour six of their day two coverage? Mel Kiper's hair?
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This is the reason why Todd McShay cries himself to sleep every night. You wanna talk about talent? Kiper can rattle off facts about an obscure seventh round pick, put gel in his hair, and put McShay in a headlock all at the same time.
Mel is just like the groundhog Punxsutawney Phil. For one day every year, Mel gets to pop his head out onto your TV screen. People debate what he thinks for the next couple of days and then forget about him until next year.
Yes! Trey Wingo and the backups at ESPN finally get some playing time. By the end of the draft, it looked like Wingo was about to jump in with the fans and boo the teams that were taking too long.
Speaking of the fans, there has got to be something better to do than go watch the second day of the draft in-person.
At least there's Mr. Irrelevant, which is the guy who gets his 15 minutes of fame before he gets cut during training camp.
Oh, wait, they signed him before the draft. Nevermind.
As I said before, why in your right mind would you go to see the draft live?
What is the process going on in their minds when they decide to paint their face and take the subway to Radio City Music Hall?
Fans can't boo a team for not picking fast enough in the seventh round, they are the ones who are still sitting there. Plus, the team picking probably doesn't know who the heck most of the available players are.
Yet again, the suspense is ruined. This time because of the 600 cameras trained on each athlete. While Mel and the boys debate who should be picked, the cameras are showing a player getting a phone call and smiling.
Hmmmm...I wonder who is going to get picked?
Read a book?
Write for my blog?
Heck no! I am going to watch 12 hours of football coverage.