02-29-2020, 05:19 PM
(This post was last modified: 03-03-2020, 10:24 AM by Fordhammer.)
Draft day has come and gone, and man oh man, did John Smirh have a wild ride. He was invited to the draft and just couldn’t get a huge hang on the whole thing. Too many people in a small room, and there was just not much I could do to deal with all of this crazy stuff going on. Alas, I was able to pull myself together and get all dressed up for this wonderous occasion. A few teams had reached out to me, so I was not expecting to be one of the highest draft picks, but you never know what’s going on with these teams.
Watching the first round was by far one of the easiest things I’ve ever seen. Quite a few of my teammates from Myrtle Beach were drafted, and I think they have the makings to be some of the best player the league has ever seen. I have been so proud of all my teammates since the get go, and how much they have supported me, how could I not come back at them with the same energy? Prince Vegeta was 1 Overall, and man oh man how freaking amazing was that? I am pretty sure I was one of the most vocal players there when he got drafted, like I said, you got to keep the same energy for your teammates that they gave you.
Second round came along, and I was thinking maybe late second round I’d be taken, but alas, every team has passed over me again. Looking back through it all, I would say probably 6-7 of the 10 teams really will need kickers, and yet I’ve fallen quite far. I am the second highest kicker in the DSFL right now, and I guess teams just don’t value special teams. We did see the first kicker go off the board here, in Dougie Smalls, to the Yellowknife Wraiths at 19. That’s fine, sure, no problem. Keep that same energy. All these teams have passed on me, twice. That’s fine. No big deal.
Third round has come and gone, and my God, I am stressing the fuck out. I still haven’t been called, and yet, like I stated before, most of these teams need a kicker and punter. Why would people continue to look over me? I just can’t take this pressure. I step outside for a smoke break. Yeah, yeah, I know, smoking cigarettes, how much of a monster am I? It’s a pressure thing, and sometimes you need just a quick smoke break.
As I am entering the Building, I can hear my name being called. “With the 31st Pick of the 4th Round of the Draft, the Colorado Yeti Select… John Smirh, of Myrtle Beach.” My heart skips a beat. Two beats. Am I dead? Is this real? I do not know. My phone starts ringing like crazy, and it’s the General Manager of the Colorado Yeti. He is welcoming me to the team and sending me a limo to the airport to get out to Colorado right away.
You know what? This is fine. The underdog. Smirh was taken so late in the draft, and you know what? It’s time to be the biggest steal of the draft. Keep that same energy, come at other teams’ heads and throats. It is time to show the league why John Smirh is here and ready to take some fucking names. John Smirh is going to be a household name sooner then later, and we are looking at it to be sooner. Colorado has plans for Smirh in the future, and the now, and John is ready to show his new teammates he will do whatever it takes to prove his worth.
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Watching the first round was by far one of the easiest things I’ve ever seen. Quite a few of my teammates from Myrtle Beach were drafted, and I think they have the makings to be some of the best player the league has ever seen. I have been so proud of all my teammates since the get go, and how much they have supported me, how could I not come back at them with the same energy? Prince Vegeta was 1 Overall, and man oh man how freaking amazing was that? I am pretty sure I was one of the most vocal players there when he got drafted, like I said, you got to keep the same energy for your teammates that they gave you.
Second round came along, and I was thinking maybe late second round I’d be taken, but alas, every team has passed over me again. Looking back through it all, I would say probably 6-7 of the 10 teams really will need kickers, and yet I’ve fallen quite far. I am the second highest kicker in the DSFL right now, and I guess teams just don’t value special teams. We did see the first kicker go off the board here, in Dougie Smalls, to the Yellowknife Wraiths at 19. That’s fine, sure, no problem. Keep that same energy. All these teams have passed on me, twice. That’s fine. No big deal.
Third round has come and gone, and my God, I am stressing the fuck out. I still haven’t been called, and yet, like I stated before, most of these teams need a kicker and punter. Why would people continue to look over me? I just can’t take this pressure. I step outside for a smoke break. Yeah, yeah, I know, smoking cigarettes, how much of a monster am I? It’s a pressure thing, and sometimes you need just a quick smoke break.
As I am entering the Building, I can hear my name being called. “With the 31st Pick of the 4th Round of the Draft, the Colorado Yeti Select… John Smirh, of Myrtle Beach.” My heart skips a beat. Two beats. Am I dead? Is this real? I do not know. My phone starts ringing like crazy, and it’s the General Manager of the Colorado Yeti. He is welcoming me to the team and sending me a limo to the airport to get out to Colorado right away.
You know what? This is fine. The underdog. Smirh was taken so late in the draft, and you know what? It’s time to be the biggest steal of the draft. Keep that same energy, come at other teams’ heads and throats. It is time to show the league why John Smirh is here and ready to take some fucking names. John Smirh is going to be a household name sooner then later, and we are looking at it to be sooner. Colorado has plans for Smirh in the future, and the now, and John is ready to show his new teammates he will do whatever it takes to prove his worth.
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