When the Jaguars game went final, I shed a quick tear and raised a glass to the Peyton Manning Era in Indianapolis. I then set about the business of being thrilled that we were replacing a legend with another franchise guy, as opposed to years of Mike Pagels and Jack Trudeaus (which I always assumed would define the post-Manning era the way it has defined Miami and Denver post-legendary QB).
The thing that has surprised me about this off-season is my obsession with pick 34. I have scouted countless corners, numerous nose tackles, and a wide variety of wide receivers. I have come to an important conclusion about pick 34, and that conclusion has helped make me realize that I am just as in love with pick 34 as I am with pick #1.
We can't go wrong.
I don't care which position we target. The player we select at pick 34 will make this god-awful football team better. There is depth at our positions of need, so we can get a lot of what we need in this draft. If the player we want is not there, we simply get another guy who can help this team. It's not like we are one piece away and we have to have that piece. We need several pieces, and we have a lot of money to spend next off-season.
So, embrace pick 34. Celebrate him. Do not whine and cry because you did not get "your guy." A guy very comparable to "your guy" may be there in round 3 or 4, or, more likely, in next year's free agent class.
Pick 34 is can't miss.