Roman Snow
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Day 2 resumes, and you are left to watch the draft by yourself. You hold out hope that the Rams will trade back into round 2 or 3, but hope dims. Another shot, another beer.
Day 2 spirals quickly, as you see all of the Rams picks going to Tennessee! Anxiety and doubt creep in. Then, depression. "Thanks Fisher! Another 7-9 season on the way!!" Your wife calls you a pathetic loser, then goes out and spends a bunch of money at the mall. (Wait, is that still a thing?)
Must. See. Draft. Food coma sets in. you drift off...only to snap awake to hear, "How do the Seahawks do it Todd? Building through the middle rounds. Another gem, Todd" "Yes, Mel, he's going to be a staple in that offense."
I ain't watching this crap...you drift off. Only to have a horrific nightmare,
...but then you wake up and realize it's not true.
You regain your composure, and your sobriety on day 3, and nod as the Rams make their first pick in the 4th round. "Guy reminds me a little bit of Austin Pettis," you murmur to yourself. You walk to the fridge, but there's no more beer.
"Go mow the lawn, you lazy slob!" Everywhere you turn, more of the same.
"At least we got Wentz."