It is the most wonderful time of the year. And no, we’re not talking about the weird old guy in the red suit, the strange obsession with reindeer and the figgy pudding. Instead, we’re all ginned up on eggnog just thinking about the MLS SuperDraft.
The event isn’t what it once was, to be sure. Gone are the days when a half-dozen or more blue chip prospects sat in wait in the draft, with others there for the taking with a bit of scouting. Good players still exist, to be sure, as this blogger doesn’t subscribe to the en vogue “dump the SuperDraft” takes.