Pass. Too old and too expensive. Rather just draft a young stud who can deliver hard hits, cover, is a deep threat, super quick, great route runner, and can rush the passer. Oh and I hope he's there in the 5th round because I don't want to waste a top pick.
Another true story: many years ago, when I still lived with my parents as an adolescent, I had a pizza delivered. I had just opened the box and had the pizza on a TV tray when the phone upstairs rang. I left to answer the phone and when I came back, the ENTIRE pizza was GONE! My dog was sitting in the corner looking innocent ... and quite satisfied.
Another true story: many years ago, when I still lived with my parents as an adolescent, I had a pizza delivered. I had just opened the box and had the pizza on a TV tray when the phone upstairs rang. I left to answer the phone and when I came back, the ENTIRE pizza was GONE! My dog was sitting in the corner looking innocent ... and quite satisfied.
Another true story: many years ago, when I still lived with my parents as an adolescent, I had a pizza delivered. I had just opened the box and had the pizza on a TV tray when the phone upstairs rang. I left to answer the phone and when I came back, the ENTIRE pizza was GONE! My dog was sitting in the corner looking innocent ... and quite satisfied.
Another true story: many years ago, when I still lived with my parents as an adolescent, I had a pizza delivered. I had just opened the box and had the pizza on a TV tray when the phone upstairs rang. I left to answer the phone and when I came back, the ENTIRE pizza was GONE! My dog was sitting in the corner looking innocent ... and quite satisfied.
I don't remember what I ate then. But I had to laugh, because the whole "crime scene" was amazingly clean and undisturbed. It was as if someone just walked in and removed the pizza.