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In the days leading up to the S6 NSFL draft, I was confident that I was going to be called up to the podium with the first pick. I had been in talks with General Manager bovovovovovovovovovo and their assistant TO the general manager Tbone for weeks before the draft, and almost everyone including Mel Kiper had me going #1 on their mock drafts. I was excited to play in Las Vegas, Nevada, but just a week or so before the draft, the team had announced that they were moving to New Orleans. I wasn't sure if the sudden turnaround of the team would change their plans at taking me #1, but I was excited at the chance to possibly be playing in New Orleans. I flew out to (insert name of city where the draft was held here) and sat at the table waiting for New Orleans to officially be on the clock. When my name was called, I walked up to the podium, mean mugged commissioner Dermot as i walked past him, and received my first unofficial Second Line jersey. I knew we had another pick at pick number 5, so I waited around so I could meet my new rookie teammate, who turned out to be Poopyface Tomatonose.
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In the days leading up to the S6 NSFL draft, I was confident that I was going to be called up to the podium with the first pick. I had been in talks with General Manager bovovovovovovovovovo and their assistant TO the general manager Tbone for weeks before the draft, and almost everyone including Mel Kiper had me going #1 on their mock drafts. I was excited to play in Las Vegas, Nevada, but just a week or so before the draft, the team had announced that they were moving to New Orleans. I wasn't sure if the sudden turnaround of the team would change their plans at taking me #1, but I was excited at the chance to possibly be playing in New Orleans. I flew out to (insert name of city where the draft was held here) and sat at the table waiting for New Orleans to officially be on the clock. When my name was called, I walked up to the podium, mean mugged commissioner Dermot as i walked past him, and received my first unofficial Second Line jersey. I knew we had another pick at pick number 5, so I waited around so I could meet my new rookie teammate, who turned out to be Poopyface Tomatonose.
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