They're talking about the NFL Draft like it's a holiday, but it just reminds me of what we've lost. A player getting drafted used to be the culmintaion of a four-year journey you watched from start to finish. Now, half the names called spent one season at a school after two stops somewhere else. What are you even celebrating? The old Blue-Gray Game, the East-West Shrine Game, those meant something because you saw those seniors build a legacy. Now a kid plays in the Sun Bowl, enters the portal before the confetti's cleaned up, and you're supposed to care where he gets drafted? The connection is gone. The whole tradition of watching a program develop men for the next level has been replaced by a transactional highlight reel.