The NFL Draft is finally here, and I'm so happy!
Not just happy; we are talking like "Navin R. Johnson when the new phone books arrive" levels of happiness. We are talking a "Roscoe P. Coltrane thinking he just caught those diabolical Duke boys" level of happiness. We are talking "Carlos Lee on the early bird at Golden Corral" giddiness.
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And I'm going to enjoy this feeling while I can because I know the Texans are going to steal it from me, tear out my heart, stomp on it and cackle at me before covering my corpse in a Jadeveon Clowney jersey.
That's how it goes...
So follow along, as the Texans crush my Johnny Manziel-loving soul, and let's take a journey down Draft Street together!