The Sad Truth

If I have a flaw in my game (by game, I mean my fanatical love of the NFL) it is that I watch a minimal amount to college ball and only really get to know the players heading into the draft at the combine.  This becomes an issue, because I rely solely on draft boards and mock drafts to tell me who is good at what position.  I have little first hand knowledge from watching a player on the field.  The exception is the top players who play for highly ranked college teams, who are always on TV and play in the bowl games.  If you play for Notre Dame, SCU, LSU or Florida, I’ve seen you play ball.  If you play for Notre Dame, not only have I seen you play ball, but I’ve also seen your coach get hit in his knee hit from the side, buckling it 45 degrees sideways, making me mildly sick to my stomach.  Watch that gross S*&T here.

So now here we are less than a month from the draft.  I know who should be in round I, I know their names, their position, I don’t care, but I know what school they are from, I know if they were caught smoking weed in college, if they stole their roommates shoes, I know if they hate wearing condoms, by the number of children they have fathered and I know how good they are at standardized testing, and how fast they run the 40.  I don’t know if they made a slick one handed catch in the endzone in their JR year, If they aver yell at their coach on the sideline, or if they can pull away from safeties in the middle of the field on a run.  I can read that stuff, but it’s not the same as knowing because you have seen it. 

Because I gather my info from mock drafts and news reports, I basically only hear whose blowing it and slipping down the board.  As far as mock drafts go, I’m 90% sure that everyone who does them just copied the last guys order, because they all look the same.  Somehow on draft day, nearly everyone will be wrong.  In fact in some years, the guy who was picked to go #1 overall sank back to the end of the round.

But, I am stuck with this information.  I will wait patiently until draft day, than I will watch, bored to death, while teams pick their man and I will wait until next season starts to see how these players who I have been thinking about for the past month, actually play the game.  That is my punishment for not finding enough disposable time on Saturdays during the fall to watch 6 hours of football.

I am not content with this situation and I will attempt to amend it next year.  Mark my words.