I was pitched a concept piece by Degree Men a few months ago, the crux of which involved competing in an NFL-styled combine against a handful of sports writers. I jumped at the opportunity for a few reasons. First, I'd have the chance to meet Hines Ward whose homicidal disposition and devastating ability to duff out linebackers is something I've always admired. Second, I'd be competing against sports writers who are—ironically—the most slovenly, unathletic people in media.
I'd shine, or so I thought.
Unfortunately for me, the media sect competing in this particular event was not the confederacy of slobs I've come to know and love. No, most of these competitors were yoked-out, would-be D-III football players who appeared to be on a steady diet of raw buffalo meat and Muscle Milk. The intimidating competition didn't stop me from leaving everything on the field like a balding version of Johnny Moxson, though.
For more on my first step towards the 2015 NFL Draft, check out the video above.
