Monday Morning Mock Draft: Goodbye, Farewell, Amen.

Guten Tag, drones.

Although probably not this morning, at least here in what used to be the Democratic Republic of America, or maybe it was the United States?  I forget; for some reason I stopped following the news back in November.

Anyhoo, this glorious Labor Day, (brought to you by Socialism!), is also the very last Monday Morning Mock Draft…

…of this off-season.  We’ll be back next February when…

ahem…this iteration of the NFL concludes with a bacchanalian orgy of excess and advertising revenue known as Superb Owl LX(!), probably with a team most of us hate winning.

So this week we say farewell to the 2025 Mock Draft season, but before I’d do I’d be remiss if I didn’t thank frequent contributors Rikki-Tikki-Deadly and Scotchnaut for supplying me with many a topic for weeks that I was running late or just didn’t think of a good one.  And I’d like to thank infrequent contributors Litre Cola and Señor Weaselo, each of whom I believe had one topic this offseason.

The rest of you can go to hell, except for Gumbygirl, because she’s my favorite.  Don’t tell anyone else.

This week, in a sort of odd synchronicity

(more of an Outlandos d’Amour guy myself)

we take a topic from Scotchy, but it ties in with the increasingly ominous Senior Prom of RTD’s belovedly nerdy Hunter Renfrow!  Did I plan it this way?  MAYBE!

(I did not; I just realized the connection about 5 minutes ago)

This week we draft Best Senior Year Ever.

That’s all I wrote down.  I assume Scotchy meant athletics, but if you wanna brag about nailing Angie Martinez underneath the bleachers well, that’s up to you, Angie, and apparently Richie Incognito, so good luck with that.

Since it’s our last mock draft of the off-season I’ll dispense with any sort of rules, not that any of you follow them anyway.  If it’s a senior year, and it was good, go ahead and draft it.  It can be high school or college, athletics or academics.  It can be personal if you had a particularly accomplished senior year.

Scotchy either didn’t give me his pick, or more likely I didn’t write it down, so I’ll take the first pick.

I have no love for Chestnut Hill College.  while it’s very hard to get in, it’s also almost impossible to fail out of, (Bill Romanowski graduated with honors!), and the alumni I’ve met seem to think that they’re a) very smart, b) went to an Ivy League school, and c) went to college in Boston, none of which is true.  That said, in his senior year there, back when he did not suffer the curse of Low-T, Doug Flutie won the Heisman Trophy, should have led his team to the #1 ranking, (BYU my ass), and also did this.

Of course, all that resulted in a humdrum NFL career (but a kick-ass CFL career), but as senior years go, that’s pretty damn good.

The rest of you are on the clock!

and pick up after yourselves, would ya?  Hippo Thoughts moves in here next Monday.