You want to know what I miss most about the old days? Walk ons. Real walk ons. Kids who showed up to a tryout with a dream, not a highlight tape and an NIL agent. I remember Vince Dooley finding a kid from some south Georgia town nobody heard of, working his tail off on scout team for three years, then suddenly you see him on kickoff coverage and think where did that kid come from. Now every spot on the roster is accounted for before summer workouts even start. The transffer portal killed the ...