Okay so there's no picture of a beautiful girl, but read on and you'll understand.
When all of this nonsense with the CBA is done, I'll be a lot happier. I've spent so much time thinking about the draft. Usually, I would be praising or lamenting the Bills free agent choices. Without that joy and agony associated with that wonderful piece of offseason tomfoolery, I've been left to sift through the draft (mostly the top of the draft) with a fine tooth comb. This has lead me to change my opinion more than Bret Farve in June. I was once against Newton, then for, than against, then pretty much where I stand now which is kinda indifferent. I've been against Gabbert, than mildly for him then completely against him, then indifferent. I don't know if your noticing but it's kind of a pattern.
What I think is the closer we get to the real thing, the less the prognostication matters to me, I've become indifferent. It's kinda like a discussion about a beautiful girl. At first she is flawless then someone points out this flaw, then that one, and before you know it you see her on TV again then you say "aah, I've seen better", but then you meet her in real life, and it's like yeah she got this and that, but boy is she gorgeous. That's where I'm at. I ready to wait a few days and see the reality of it all. All the talk and reading, studying, picking apart, has left me a bit jaded. I'm just hoping next season i get to see these picks and person and I can say. "Chanix did a beautiful job on the draft this year" Until then aah, they're alright I guess.