There are a lot of things I know nothing about, and one of the things I know the most nothing about is the NFL draft.

My cousin’s youngest son is a football player at Fresno State, about to graduate, having excelled at his sport. Which is great, and I often wish our Grandpa was still with us, because he would have gotten such a big kick out of Bear’s success.

So time has flown and I guess it’s time to go pro. (Was it Hunter S. Thompson who said When the going gets tough, the tough turn pro?) And I’ve got my mouse poised on the draft, about which I know nothing because I never had a reason to care before, and here’s hoping things go well for Bear.