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NFL Draft
Peter Schrager / FOXSports.com
Posted: 1 day ago
Having attended the draft at Radio City Music Hall on both Saturday and Sunday, I didn't get the chance to watch the event on TV.
Of course, I wasn't exactly upset by this. After all, the draft — with the nutty fans, the infectious energy, and the incredible house organ player pumping out Sam Spence's NFL Films soundtrack the entire weekend — is an event better watched in person than on the tube. It's like hockey that way. Minus the icing calls and the mullets.
Unfortunately, I couldn't make it through the first hour. No one warned me. The telecast wasn't of the NFL Draft, but rather, a Brady Quinn MTV-style "True Life: Draft Slipper" video diary. Constant shots of him in pain and agony, non-stop cut-aways to his platinum-haired girlfriend, and a growing exaggeration of his skills by the talking heads as the broadcast went on. Personally, I thought Quinn would go No. 3 to Cleveland . The Browns needed a quarterback, but more importantly a "face of the franchise" guy. He didn't. Oh well. They took a lineman — another definite need. Sensible pick. The draft goes on.
When ranking last year and this year's crop of quarterbacks, I didn't have
Quinn at the top of the list.
1. Matt Leinart, QB, USC
2. Vince Young, QB, Texas
3. JaMarcus Russell, QB, LSU
4. Jay Cutler, QB, Vanderbilt
5. Brady Quinn, QB, Notre Dame
And if Brian Brohm had come out, I would have likely had the Louisville gunslinger rated above Quinn, too. More importantly, after Miami at No. 9 — no team from draft position No. 10 to No. 29 had exactly pressing needs at quarterback. So why did Quinn dominate the telecast? Why was his not being drafted treated like that girl falling down the well? Well, the reasons are obvious. The fact that he was there in person (weren't Aaron Rodgers and Matt Leinart too, though?), the Notre Dame thing, the All-American kid stuff, the trendy haircut, the fancy suit, whatever — the list goes on. But did we need a four-hour long after-school teen drama titled "Brady's Bad Day"? Call me crazy — but I say no.
Peter Schrager / FOXSports.com
Posted: 1 day ago
Having attended the draft at Radio City Music Hall on both Saturday and Sunday, I didn't get the chance to watch the event on TV.
Of course, I wasn't exactly upset by this. After all, the draft — with the nutty fans, the infectious energy, and the incredible house organ player pumping out Sam Spence's NFL Films soundtrack the entire weekend — is an event better watched in person than on the tube. It's like hockey that way. Minus the icing calls and the mullets.
Unfortunately, I couldn't make it through the first hour. No one warned me. The telecast wasn't of the NFL Draft, but rather, a Brady Quinn MTV-style "True Life: Draft Slipper" video diary. Constant shots of him in pain and agony, non-stop cut-aways to his platinum-haired girlfriend, and a growing exaggeration of his skills by the talking heads as the broadcast went on. Personally, I thought Quinn would go No. 3 to Cleveland . The Browns needed a quarterback, but more importantly a "face of the franchise" guy. He didn't. Oh well. They took a lineman — another definite need. Sensible pick. The draft goes on.
When ranking last year and this year's crop of quarterbacks, I didn't have
Quinn at the top of the list.
1. Matt Leinart, QB, USC
2. Vince Young, QB, Texas
3. JaMarcus Russell, QB, LSU
4. Jay Cutler, QB, Vanderbilt
5. Brady Quinn, QB, Notre Dame
And if Brian Brohm had come out, I would have likely had the Louisville gunslinger rated above Quinn, too. More importantly, after Miami at No. 9 — no team from draft position No. 10 to No. 29 had exactly pressing needs at quarterback. So why did Quinn dominate the telecast? Why was his not being drafted treated like that girl falling down the well? Well, the reasons are obvious. The fact that he was there in person (weren't Aaron Rodgers and Matt Leinart too, though?), the Notre Dame thing, the All-American kid stuff, the trendy haircut, the fancy suit, whatever — the list goes on. But did we need a four-hour long after-school teen drama titled "Brady's Bad Day"? Call me crazy — but I say no.