The freakishly talented Clowney who blew scouts away at the combine by running a 4.53-second 40-yard dash has told all 32 NFL teams that he wants to be picked last in this year’s draft. “Don’t draft me number 1,” said Clowney, adding that Being called “Mr. Irrelevant” as the final pick in the NFL draft is the ultimate prize in sports. Mr. Irrelevant not only gets a chance to make an NFL roster, I would get to be the guest of honor at Irrelevant Week — a week of festivities in Orange County, Calif., which includes a golf tournament, parade, regatta and a roast. I don’t even eat roast and who knows what the hell a regatta is, but I get a parade. Why should I have to wait until I win a super bowl to get a parade? Give me my parade now. The number 1 draft pick is not getting a parade—I want a damn parade.
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