Hey Cowboys fans. I'm a huge Cowboy fan and fan of the draft. I'm originally from the great state of Texas, but I have been living in New York City since last summer. Being a Cowboy fan in NYC can be frustrating at times especially when a certain New York team won a Super Bowl, but it is great to live where the draft is held.
I have been obsessed with the draft ever since I've been a kid, and attending the draft was very high up on my sports bucket list. I went to Radio City Music hall on Wednesday after work, and I was able to get a ticket for the draft. I was so excited all day at work on Thursday( draft day), and I went straight to Radio City Music Hall after work. When I finally got inside the building I just walked around and soaked it all in. One of the first people I ran into in the building was Drew Rosenhaus. I asked him what T.O. was doing, and he just kept walking. I was hoping that he would say "next question." After running into him, I headed to my seat in the upper level.
The environment was great as there were fans from every team filled with optimism. I was proudly sporting my Jason Witten throwback with my Cowboys hat. Once the draft got going, I was just soaking in the experience wondering what the Cowboys were going to do at 14. I had already prepared myself for disappointment expecting the Cowboys to draft a run stopping 5 technique with no pass rush at 14 (Brockers). Out of nowhere, it was announced that the 'boys traded up from 14 to 6, and my heart started racing. My initial thought was that it was for Claiborne, but I wondered if it could have been for Barron. My next thought was that we probably gave up way too much to move down all the way to six. I was shocked and presently surprised when I heard that we only gave up a two. Giving up a two to move from 14 to get the best defensive player in the draft is a no brainer. Anyway, as Goodell walked to the stage to announce the pick, I proudly cheered for the Cowboys, but my cheers were drown out by chants of "Cowboys suck." I was in shock that we were able to land Claiborne, and that pick made my night. I thought that my night couldn't get any better but I was so wrong.
I sat through most of the first round and made my way to the exit around pick 28. Before heading to the subway to go home, I walked around to the side of Radio City Music Hall, and I made a great discovery. I saw a small group of people were waiting by a set of doors, and I saw Ryan Tannehill getting into an SUV. I hit a gold mine.
I had discovered the exit where all of the draft picks and media were leaving the building. The next hour and a half turned out to be one of the greatest moments of my life. After waiting around for a bit, I got to see several of the draftees leave the building with their friends and family. This was exciting being just feet away from the guys that got drafted, but it didn't seem like anybody was stopping for pictures or autographs. It was hard to tell who was still in the building and who already left, so I wondered in Morris Claiborne was gone. I thought that if he came out, I would at least have a chance to shout something to him quickly. After more time passed, more and more people came and waited behind the security barricade to have a chance to get a glimpse a player. As I was standing behind the barricade, a man in a suit came to me and asked if I was a Cowboy fan. I let him know that I was the biggest fan in the world, and he told me to come with him. As he took me around the security barricade, a security guard told me to go back behind the barricade, but this mysterious man in the suit told the security guard, "It's ok. He's with me." Then the man introduced himself to me and told me that he is Morris Claiborn's agent, and he's gonna introduce me to Morris. I almost peed my pants when he told me that. I was waiting with Claiborn's agent for a couple of minutes, and I could see Morris a few feet away inside the building doing an interview. When Morris finally exited the building he was heading for an SUV when his agent said to him," Hey Morris. I got one more guy I want you to meet." Morris came over to me and shook my hand, and I nervously said," Welcome to the Cowboys. We're so excited to have you on our team." I gave my phone to Morris' agent, and he was kind enough to take a picture with me! I thanked Morris and his agent for making my night, and they went on there way.
I could not believe what happened to me. As you can imagine, the first thing I did was text that picture to all my Cowboys buddies. What started out as a great night, turned into one of the most amazing things that's ever happened to me as a sports fan. I think the coolest thing was that his agent just picked one random person, and that happened to be me. As Morris goes on to have a stellar NFL career, I can always think back to that moment on draft night in 2012 when I got to meet him. I'm gonna frame that picture, and cherish that memory for a long, long time.