Pointless excess Mercifully, thankfully and finally, the NFL draft is gone, and that should make the next 350-plus days or so easier to live. This bloated, hideous abomination has inflated as if on steroids.
Newspapers devote more space to the draft than they do to riots and death.
As an added bonus, ESPN also inflicts upon us the blabbering Joe Theismann, who dreams of hearing his own voice. Ah, everybody is an expert during draft time, even though nobody is. I've heard dumber things in football, but not since Greg Cote suggested trading Dan Marino and starting Scott Mitchell. Just about every writer and broadcaster you see, hear or read at draft time is pretending he knows something, faking it. All they are doing is borrowing information from Mel Kiper Jr. . . . who is borrowing it from the scouts and personnel people .