It's that time again, the time when a couple of hundred young men realize their dream of hearing Roger Goodell call their names (and not in connection with a shoot out at a strip club, also known as the "PacMan Shoutout"). It's NFL Draft time. Time to take some proud pictures with mama. Time to call your high school coach on the phone and thank him for helping you get here. Time to call Big Slick down at Cheatem Import Cars and find out what a Range Rover with backseat hotdog warmer goes for these days.
A solid contingent of Bulldogs are in line to get the call, not to mention a lot of SEC standouts who we've watched over the years. In speaking with reliable NFL personnel dudes, I've learned some of the scuttlebutt on several of those guys as we head into the main event:
Barkevious Mingo, LSU. Has spent his entire life in Louisiana yet displayed a surprising lack of knowledge of Duck Dynasty trivia during interviews. That could be a problem. Jerry Jones has reportedly labeled it a deal breaker.
Dee Milliner, Alabama. Scouts are worried about the unusual angle and length of his earlobes, and the effect they may have on his balance and aerodynamics, especially later in his career. Because gravity isn't just a good idea, it's the law.
D.J. Swearinger, South Carolina. The third toe on his left foot does this weird thing. Probably gonna drop to the late fifth round as a result.Seriously, it's kind of creepy.
Cordarelle Patterson, Tennessee. His Jennifer Lawrence impersonation was really disappointing at his Pro Day. The Lions have moved him to the top of their board.
Shariff Floyd, Florida. Brought homemade brownies to his interviews at the Combine. Jets official believe this may mean he'll be a good teammate. One Falcons assistant GM suspects him of being someone's grandma in drag.
Bacarri Rambo, Georgia. Declined Floyd's brownie offer. Scouts impressed by improved decision making.
Your predictions and commentary are welcome in the comments. Let's hope to hear lots of 'Dawgs called early over the next couple of days to create a little ammo on the recruiting trail and a few more Hartman Fund donors. Until later . . .