We have officially entered the greatest week in the calendar year.
IT IS NFL DRAFT WEEK!!!
…and I really don’t seem to care all that much anymore.
Something feels wrong. I should be nervously reading through every mock draft I can get my hands on to see if there’s any new intel I haven’t read yet. Instead…I’m metaphorically sitting back with my feet kicked up. I have no motivation to go through pre-draft stuff as much as I once did.
And it makes me sad. After the draft…we get the schedule release, but other than that, we have to wait until training camp to have anything exciting happen. This is the last big thing until next season. Plus the draft is actually in Detroit this year, so I should be even more excited than normal.
It finally hit me today how weird of a feeling this is.
All you can eat wings… and a few beers often turned into 4am at the strip club thinking how did I get here and who are these people!? And where are my pants for the love of God.
Then hit 24 hour taco bell and head home. Very healthy routine it was…lol
I used to look forward to the draft so much, as did everyone else in the Den. The whole Den page would be nothing but mock drafts. Admittedly I miss those days but at the same time I don’t. Our love for the draft stemmed from being perennial losers. We had nothing else to look forward to, it was the hope that we hung onto all of those years.
Now we have a real team, expectations are different. It’s weird but awesome.
I’ll say the same thing I’ve said a couple times… I’m giddy with anticipation. I know I’m going to look at my depth chart a week from now and be blown away by the new players and what that means for our depth.
Me neither, but that’s primarily because Brad Holmes has been so good at it. They have access to tons of information we don’t as to who is a “Lions type of player.”
I rarely got home before 4am
