Imagine 800 or so sweaty dudes in football jerseys screaming at people, acting like maniacs and using “bro” multiple times per sentence and with dreams of getting face time on ESPN or NFL Network. That’s the ticket line outside Radio City Music Hall for the NFL Draft.
I’m in New York this week visiting the Coed office and decided Wednesday night would be a good time to venture over to Radio City to see what the weirdos were up to. Let’s just say most of those waiting in line weren’t married, hadn’t been laid lately and call talk radio shows.
[Top photo via @DawgTeeth]