The NFL Draft is a beautiful and confounding thing. We spend months obsessing over the perfect player for the New York Giants to take and we all pick our favorites, narrow it down to a couple of choices and threaten bodily harm to our televisions if it doesn’t pan out our way. Then funny things happen and the Giants take a player “out of the blue” and we say to ourselves, “what are they thinking ?” Most years, though, we should be asking ourselves, “why didn’t I see this coming?”
Justin Pugh was considered a second-round pick. It didn’t matter.