SkinsRback04
April-21st-2005, 11:23 PM
Here is a plotline for a hot pre-draft scenario:
You are the Washington Redskins FO.
You wait until a few days before the draft to make a 1st round #25 deal and interview a QB for that pick.
You wait all of this time to do this because??? Well, for one thing you just know that all of those genius sports analysts and reporters out there will spoil everything for you if given the chance.
Now, you don't actually engage in an interview process with said QB until right before the draft because it wouldn't be prudent to do so earlier. No, instead you wait until you can time the securing of the pick and the interview process of the boy wonder right before the draft. A true stroke of Genius if ever I heard of one. I can't wait to see how this ends. I tell you the suspense is killing me.
But wait, patience dear readers, it gets better. You somehow slip up and allow Pasta the Hut to get wind of your sly shenanigans. Yes, one of the chief 'cause celebre's' of your Paranoia has just undone all your hard work. Holy Moly, what to do? Before long, even Mort the Mentally Challenged has joined in on the fracas and is zeroing in on 'The Truth'. Truly what started as a simple plan of subterfuge has now grown into a situation which can best be described as a 'pickle'.
So before you can say 'Bob's your uncle' the entire NFL world knows of your 'secret plan' and your hopes for consummate surprise are dashed upon the rocks of evil misfortune. Of course in order to have worked, said plan had to be maintained in strictest secrecy as the buzz flying around the 'obje't desire' was surely as intense as that surrounding the brightest lights of the Draft. The constant scuttlebutt, the intense interest shown to one J. Campbell of Auburn was so persistent, so overwhelming this truly had to be a 'stealth project'. If there were any leaks, well, I don't have to tell you how negatively that could impact 'the plan'.
And now, Oh how the Mighty are fallen! The Great Work is no more. All that can be done is to feverishly try to cover the now brutally exposed tracks of intention with sly subterfuge. Aimless Press Conferences and PR releases abound in a flurry of pointless deception. Speculations of Trading up, Down, Sideways and Reverse are proffered to a now much wiser and informed media pool. It is all in vain. You are undone..............sigh.
As the battery of insults and invective begin to accumulate at your doorstep, you experience the 'coup de gras' delivered by no less an assemblage as the ESPN NFL Draft Expert Commentators. As their Pre-Draft show slips off into commercial break following coverage of your potential #25 pick, you hear the sounds of harsh laughter and guffaws rising from the panel.
You understand this is only fair. You have failed in the Great Work...otherwise known as the 'Campbell Project'. You did your best. You waited until just before the draft. You waited to acquire a pick. You waited to engage in a serious interview. It was all right there...right in the palm of your hands.
In the end you hope to learn from your mistakes. You hope for sunshine and rainbows to return to Redskin Park once again. Ah Fortune!
(edited for substantial errors a la Pastabelly).
You are the Washington Redskins FO.
You wait until a few days before the draft to make a 1st round #25 deal and interview a QB for that pick.
You wait all of this time to do this because??? Well, for one thing you just know that all of those genius sports analysts and reporters out there will spoil everything for you if given the chance.
Now, you don't actually engage in an interview process with said QB until right before the draft because it wouldn't be prudent to do so earlier. No, instead you wait until you can time the securing of the pick and the interview process of the boy wonder right before the draft. A true stroke of Genius if ever I heard of one. I can't wait to see how this ends. I tell you the suspense is killing me.
But wait, patience dear readers, it gets better. You somehow slip up and allow Pasta the Hut to get wind of your sly shenanigans. Yes, one of the chief 'cause celebre's' of your Paranoia has just undone all your hard work. Holy Moly, what to do? Before long, even Mort the Mentally Challenged has joined in on the fracas and is zeroing in on 'The Truth'. Truly what started as a simple plan of subterfuge has now grown into a situation which can best be described as a 'pickle'.
So before you can say 'Bob's your uncle' the entire NFL world knows of your 'secret plan' and your hopes for consummate surprise are dashed upon the rocks of evil misfortune. Of course in order to have worked, said plan had to be maintained in strictest secrecy as the buzz flying around the 'obje't desire' was surely as intense as that surrounding the brightest lights of the Draft. The constant scuttlebutt, the intense interest shown to one J. Campbell of Auburn was so persistent, so overwhelming this truly had to be a 'stealth project'. If there were any leaks, well, I don't have to tell you how negatively that could impact 'the plan'.
And now, Oh how the Mighty are fallen! The Great Work is no more. All that can be done is to feverishly try to cover the now brutally exposed tracks of intention with sly subterfuge. Aimless Press Conferences and PR releases abound in a flurry of pointless deception. Speculations of Trading up, Down, Sideways and Reverse are proffered to a now much wiser and informed media pool. It is all in vain. You are undone..............sigh.
As the battery of insults and invective begin to accumulate at your doorstep, you experience the 'coup de gras' delivered by no less an assemblage as the ESPN NFL Draft Expert Commentators. As their Pre-Draft show slips off into commercial break following coverage of your potential #25 pick, you hear the sounds of harsh laughter and guffaws rising from the panel.
You understand this is only fair. You have failed in the Great Work...otherwise known as the 'Campbell Project'. You did your best. You waited until just before the draft. You waited to acquire a pick. You waited to engage in a serious interview. It was all right there...right in the palm of your hands.
In the end you hope to learn from your mistakes. You hope for sunshine and rainbows to return to Redskin Park once again. Ah Fortune!
(edited for substantial errors a la Pastabelly).