Rookies on Draft Nite ... an evening of confusion, joy and depression.   Welcome to the league, Stonkers.
Team Drilers, fed up with the annual posting of embarrassing and manipulated draft photos, pre-empted the Puds this year by wearing a custom printed team logo jersey (with pockets!) to the draft.
A very special thanks to Mrs. Snatch and Mrs. Knockers (an excellent pairing!) for your outstanding hostess and draft board skills. 
Next year, ... bikinis.
"Plastico, Plastico, ... and goodbye to all you fools." (humming, to the tune of "Texas Fight")
"My entire draft strategy is a bust!  I can't find a single player whose name rhymes with Plaxico."
Draft participants at the "adult table" were offered warm towels and their selection of estate bottled wines before the draft.
Hey ... is that draft board floating?  Beer me!
"Dominic Rhodes for $20!  ... What??"
"You mean I don't need three kickers?"
"I am so damn happy to be here."
"Sit me at the kids' table!!??  $4 per beer!  I'll make 'em all pay."
Gary?!  Gary?!  Where are you???!!!!
"As long as I draft as many bunning racks as beers consumed during the draft, I will achieve perfect balance."
Hey, who passed me this note?  "Jamal Andreson signs with the Colts, expected to start by week 3."  Awesome!
"Like taking candy from a baby."
'No, Steve... don't shoot yet ... shit."
I'll sit at the kids' table, just don't put me under any photos of phallic vegetation.
Listen up.  Before we get started, here's the way it's gonna be.  My house ... my rules.  Nobody bids on Jay Feely, got it?
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2001 draft photos
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