I live by one very simple code. Well, that’s not entirely true. I actually have found myself as having adopted thousands of different philosophies, I just choose what ever fits the climate at the time. This particular time of year, the weather men of NFL fandom is guaranteeing mostly sunny with a 100% chance of mock drafts.
Translation: Mostly cloudy with a 100% chance of pandemonium and amnesia on draft day when most “experts” quickly forget who they projected to each team. It’s a simple code: Never trust a fart, and never trust a mock draft.
The first one is self explanatory, we’ve all been there.