There's a scenario were we pick up Myles Jack if we fall back to #15.  Draft night is on a full moon and everybody forgets that Myles Jack exists.  They just all say, "Ahhh fiddlesticks!  We coulda gotten him!  Oh well."  So whammo, Caldwell hands in the draft card.  After that, all the Jaguars cheerleaders pick me up in a Ferrarri limo from Sherwood's (the best bar ever), but instead of partying in the back of the limo, I decide to drive because I rule.  I rule so hard that everyone gets off I-95 and I book it all the way to New York to tell Caldwell good job.  He thanks me and gives me a fafillion dollars, so I call Shad Khan and say "lemme borrow that yacht player," he says "I won't even charge you because you rule so hard."  So then I get on the yacht with all the babe cheerleaders.  They all say "Oh Bman, you're the coolest."  I say, "I know," then I wink at all of them, except when I wink it's dang awesome the ocean trembles and forms a tidal wave.  I look at that tidal wave and say "Settle down sucka!  Don't make me break your face, fool!"  The wave disperses and immediately apologizes by throwing tons of gold onto Khans' yacht, which is now my gold.  After that, I take all that money and I'm able to pay my Comcast bill.

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