I always get a kick out of watching all the other fans in the NFL watch the draft. I mean for most fanbases this is the biggest day of the year. It’s all hopes and dreams. It’s all rainbows and gumdrops. Everybody is 0-0. The sky is the limit. Fans can cheer and yell without having to back it up on the field. Everybody can convince themselves they won the day. That success starts now. It’s so freaking cute. I almost envy these people. I mean I can’t remember the last time I cared about the Draft. I mean no matter what happens we know the Pats are going to be in the AFC championship game. We know that no matter what happens Belichick and company will make the right decision. And if they don’t they’ll pivot and replace their mistakes with castoffs from other teams who will become pro bowlers with us. There is no pressure. There is no real excitement. It’s just another day in April for us. The only 2 days that matter as a Pats fan are the AFC title game and the Superbowl. I’m not expecting other fans to feel bad for us, but it must be nice to get the blood flowing more than twice a year.