Last year I thought I was going to miss the draft. I was in Costa Rica and every bar in the small town I was in was showing this big soccer match. I stumbled across a little bar that was showing the draft, but the only other people in the place were five fans of the NE Patriots. I was very uncomfortable all night. Being the only one who could speak Spanish, I had to explain to the bartender what the NFL draft was, why we wanted to watch it, and how much I hate the other guys' team. I'm glad they couldn't understand what I was telling the guy.