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I drafted this kid out of Iowa with the 21st pick of the 1st round to take the place of my aging superstar Gene Ballard. His name was Tracy McCloskey. He held out and would not take any of my offers, so I lose him to the next years draft.
I hire a stud scout the next year, and decide to let him pick my players in the draft. Damn if he didn't grab McCloskey with the same pick in the 1st round. I could hear the screams of disdain from every recliner in Texas.
I had to think fast. My 17th year QB was a mentor, so I thought he might help develop the kid. The kid doesn't really develop. So the next year, I notice New Orleans takes a DT with the first pick, leaving Leon Davenport, a RB from UCLA that has his green ratings maxed. I make a deal with Buffalo. QB McCloskey, and my next two year #1 picks. They accept. I get Davenport, and rejoice in the fact I have turned a poor PR situation into one of the great moves in the history of football.
Training camp arrives and we are all giddy as school girls to watch the great Davenport in motion. Graceful as Sayers, as tough as Jim Brown, as productive as Sanders!!
BUST!! Dear lord in heaven, he busted to almost incomprehensible numbers. Are there red lines there? I DONT SEE ANY!!
The football karma police nabbed me. Oh well, it's not like I ran the ball anyway.
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"i have seen chris simms play 4-5 times in the pros and he's very clearly got it. he won't make a pro bowl this year, but it'll come. if you don't like me saying that, so be it, but its true. we'll just have to wait until then" imettrentgreen
"looking at only ten games, and oddly using a median only, leaves me unmoved generally" - Quiksand
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