I love the NFL Draft. It’s an event that elicits hope for the future of one’s favorite team, but it’s also a huge amount of information and analysis to take in all at once. It’s like taking your month’s worth of multi-vitamins in one giant pill. You might be able to choke it down, but the chances of you getting any use out of most of the ingredients are slim. Ask me next week who my 49ers drafted after Nick Bosa.
If you were like me, you spent the majority of your weekend tethered to a laptop, eyes fixed on Mel Kiper Jr.