And your PSA -- It's the first day of the NFL Draft!
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Yes, the first day of the Draft, the day 32 teams (give or take based on trading for picks and whatnot I suppose) select a new, hopefully fruitful, playmaker for their team. (Cowboy is reading this going, "fruitful? No one uses the word fruitful" to talk about these guys.)
Regardless, yes, what used to be just a weekend event is now stretched over a three day period and serves as a nice opportunity to grab a cold beverage, snuggle up with your man (unless he's not so much the sportster), and watch to see which new players you'll be rooting for on your hometown team next Fall.
You don't have to know much; in fact, nothing really at all. Consider it more of a learning experience where you will hear the names of players that just may be front and center come Sundays in October, Andrew Luck in a Colts uniform battling the Texans twice for example.
Plus, you'll learn such terms as Mr. Irrelevant.
It'll be fun. I promise. Maybe not the draft so much, but embracing someone else's interest. Sure, you can whip out a blog post while watching, play WWF if you haven't already given that gig up, or catch up on emails. I will be! (I am now. We had some extra afternoon play date fun and got home later than expected.)
And Mr. Grey? He's not going anywhere. Well, unless you rented him from the library and then perhaps you are excused. There are due dates on these things after all!
In the meantime, can't wait to see who our Texans grab!