I can't remember the last time I felt this good about the first day of the draft. I'm talking Megan Fox's ass in my face awesome. The Vontae Davis pick was solid. It filled a huge void with an amazing talent. While my heart said Hakeem Nicks, my brains said great pick, my balls said something else entirely that has nothing to do with football.
I absolutely love the Pat White pick. The guy is straight up explosive. He has a laser-rocket arm, is elusive and quick and has great hands. I think he might be a Jedi. Luxury pick, my ass. Pat White is a Dolphin and he's going to fuck opposing defenses up good and proper. Period.
The Sean Smith and his wing-span-for-days pick was a thing of beauty. We traded out of the 54th pick, got an extra 5th rounder, and still got our guy. 6'3, 209 pounds of badassery right there. Add him to a secondary that features Yeremiah Bell, Gibril Wilson, Will Allen and Vontae Davis and you can pretty much already smell the shit in our opponents' pants. Prediction: Wes Welker will burst into a cloud of dust this season.
All of this also leaves the door wide open for the possible return of Jason Taylor. With no pass rushers or linebackers taken with the first three picks, and with a secondary loaded with athleticism, it seems like a logical conclusion. WIth JT playing the hybrid position that won him Defensive Player of the Year in 2006 with his 13.5 sacks and the ravaging of Tom Brady's ass, plus Cameron Wake, Matt Roth, Jason Ferguson, Kendall Langford, Phillip The Cod Piece Merling and Joey Porter making up the defensive front.... holy! and fuck! and balls! That's not a defense -- that's a genocide waiting to happen. A bringer of desolation to opposing offenses. Destruction incarnate.
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