When it comes to the NFL Draft, I’m a born rubbernecker. I live for the blunders, the fashion faux pas, the cringe-worthy moments. While most others love the draft’s highlights -- the great pick, the savvy trade, the diamond in the rough -- I prefer the lowlights: the unveiling of Laremy Tunsil’s cutting edge bong technology, the Vikings sleeping through their pick, and Aaron Rodgers sweating in the green room.
I savor the mispronounced names, the awkward Commissioner hugs, the Cleveland Browns.