Your NFL Draft Host Chris Berman With A Hawaiian Salad Around His Neck & Blond On Arm
Seriously, the NFL Draft was so 1999. Are there really white guys sitting around on a super nice late April weekend waiting 3 hours to see who Tennessee takes with the 64th pick?
Dude, pick up the newspaper Sunday morning or better yet, go to a bar Saturday night and see it recapped on ESPN.
Get out of your house, pasty boy. Go golfing, drink beers by the lake, chase women. Something.
You know where Berman would rather be.