Once again, one of the prospects invited to attend the NFL draft had to wait until the final pick of the second round, twiddling his thumbs as 62 names other than "Randle, Rueben" got called. That said, the kid didn't show frustration. When we spoke with Randle, he just looked like a man who needed sleep. Can you imagine waiting, oh, 30 hours for your name to be called? To his credit, Randle said he was "relieved" and had a great attitude about the process. Correction, slow process.

Hennings was supposed to announce Dallas' second round selection, but that pick was dealt in the Morris Claiborne trade. After waiting in the green room forever, Hennings finally strolled on stage to announce the Cowboys 81st overall pick, Tyrone Crawford. Everyone booed Hennings because he represents the hated Cowboys until the PA announcer mentioned the former defensive tackle's service in the Air Force, prior to his NFL career. "BOOOOOO!!!!!!!!...uh...oh... (garbled sound)...yay."

No harm, no foul? Hardly. Talk about odd moments of the draft. A ridiculously stupid joke was played on Rutgers wideout Mohamed Sanu, when someone prank-called Sanu and told him he was drafted by the Cincinnati Bengals 27th overall. Of course, the Bengals took guard Kevin Zeitler instead. How weird, and what a moment, when Sanu actually went to the team he was punk'd about. The Bengals picked him up (literally and emotionally) in the third round.

Every time the Mark Sanchez-autographed football appeared on the Jumbotron at Radio City Music Hall, fans booed. Really booed. Because of that response, the NFL decided not to roll a Ken O'Brien- or Browning Nagle- signed mini-helmet out there.

At 15th overall, why take West Virginia linebacker Bruce Irvin? The explanations have started pouring in from the Pete Carroll camp, as analysts and Seahawks fans alike weren't jumping up and down in ecstasy over this choice. Maybe stomping in Jim Schwartz-esque fashion is more appropriate. Irvin has had troubles with the law...more than once...and barely cracked some analysts' top 50. This was a shocker.

There were so many ex-players calling picks on day two of the draft that it became a who's who walking up to the podium. Willie Brown, Eddie George, Marvin Harrison, Michael Strahan, Roger Wehrli (one of the best CBs ever), Brian Westbrook and the list goes on. But the loudest ovation, audible even outside of the building, rained down for Barry Sanders, who announced the Lions' pick. They still remember, Barry.

Bill Belichick is known for acquiring as many picks on his draft board as possible. It's the formula Jimmy Johnson used to win three Super Bowls in the early 90s (a guy Belichick consults with from time to time). During draft weekend, the Patriots lost picks to acquire two players Belichick coveted, moving from 27th to 21st overall to get Chandler Jones, and then 31st to 25th to have Dont'a Hightower. Everyone, even those working for teams at Radio City Music Hall, perked up when the Pats began wheeling and dealing.

There was an energy in the big hall, sports bars and pretty much wherever you watched the 77th NFL Draft when the Browns took a leap, drafting Oklahoma State quarterback Brandon Weeden 22nd overall. The buzz around the building was that the Browns could have waited, i.e., traded down. Either way, after taking Trent Richardson third, and with Ryan Tannehill going to the Miami Dolphins, no one knew Cleveland would sit tight at 22 and take the Weeden gamble.

Everyone wondered what the Browns would do, from team personnel to media to fans everywhere. How would it affect the remainder of the first round? Everyone knew where Andrew Luck and RGIII were going. So the Browns would go for Trent Richardson at three, right? Justin Blackmon? A Tannehill leap? The Hall was buzzing. Meanwhile, the Vikes got the player they wanted all along, Matt Kalil, and a fourth-round pick that was later used to move up and get safety Harrison Smith.

Dallas gave its 14th overall pick and second-round pick to the St. Louis Rams for their sixth overall selection. It was a heavy move, weighted by losing a high choice and the risk that a guy like Dre Kirkpatrick would be as good of player, and a better value at 17th overall. I spoke with Claiborne. He literally had no idea the trade or his selection was forthcoming. Judging by the roar at Radio City Music Hall, neither did anyone else.