It's two days to go before the draft. Rumors, lies, and complete absurdity abound. Things like "don't believe anything you read right now" are followed by "Eric Fisher to the Jags is a lock." Stress is the word of the week for Jaguars fans everywhere. While there is a strong belief that David Caldwell will not take a LT or RT with the second pick, doubt in that belief is creeping in. So if he does: is the honeymoon over?
Knee jerk reaction says yes. The value isn't there, it sure as Hades isn't sexy, and coupled with the term "safe" we start having flashbacks to the Gene Smith era of the not so distant past. As fans we are entitled to knee jerk reactions. Our team isn't that good and we want a player to come in, be exciting, and be an impact. Whether its Ansah, Jordan, Geno, or Mingo, we just want a guy to keep the offseason party going. Right tackle doesn't do that. At all.
We know this team has needs however. Needs at almost evey position. Both the GM and Coach acknowledged at the luncheon that not all of the needs can be filled with seven rounds of picks. Right tackle is a position of need and there will be very good athletes available when the Jaguars pick. Prepare your bodies, it could happen.
Personally I would hate it. I also won't believe it's the pick until I see and hear it Thursday night. The idea of going down to the stadium to watch the team I love draft Eric Fisher number two overall doesn't invoke joy. However, I said I will trust the new GM and that can't change because his first pick is a guy I don't want. I'm a fan after all. I do not "watch tape" and really wouldn't know what the heck to look for if I did. If David Caldwell and Gus Bradley look and say Eric Fisher is the best value at number two this year, alright. It's his job, he's in the building. All I have to do is sit back, scream, watch, scream some more and hopefully enjoy.
There's too many things to be excited about with this team. Throwing in the towel over a brand new GM of a bad football team picking a RT with his first pick just doesn't make sense. But that doesn't mean I won't act like a child and throw a fit if he does.