So, like the author of the previous post, I have been swamped at work lately.  It turns out that taking most of the first two weeks of the year off, followed by getting Covid, leads to all sorts of things besides your sinuses getting backed up, and of course for the next two weeks everything on my schedule is being confirmed as going forward, as opposed to what happens when I’m actually caught up and everything gets canceled.  It never, ever works out the other way.

So we’re in that golden week between the championship games and the Superb Owl, (I will weigh in on last night’s post to say that owls are indeed superb; there’s one who lives in the woods where I walk the dog, and any day we happen to get lucky enough to see him is a good day), where these is no football and therefore nothing to change.  And I’m not starting the regular mock drafts until the week after the Eagles and Chiefs finish out the season so this week, draft whatever you want.

Me?  I’m kind of hungry, so I’m going to not only draft the chicken salad wrap from the deli down the street, I’m going to go buy one, too. The rest of you draft whatever strikes your fancy.  I’ve gotta get back to work.