Lyin' Ted and the 2016 Draft Preview

Don't Believe Your Lyin' Eyes Believe What I'm Telling You

While I was hibernating I had the TV on in the background so I was absorbing by osmosis all the news that's was fit to hear and a lot more than was just plain bullshit.

When I woke up five days early I thought maybe the regeneration mechanism had kicked on because General Manager Ted Thompson had signed a major free agent (well, that was also bullshit and I knew it almost immediately because hell hadn't froze over), so I went to Plan B and figured Thompson had traded up to get the No. 3 pick from the San Diego Chargers to have the pick of the litter that was not a quarterback, but once again that didn't happen.

So I took a shower, a very much needed shower I must say, mowed the lawn, weeded the gardens and the patio, which also needed weeded, and took a second much needed shower and sat down to figure out why I was summoned from the lull in Packerland that is known as the time between being eliminated in the playoffs and the morning of the draft.