There you are, one of the top players in the upcoming NFL Draft. You sit in the Green Room anxiously waiting for your name to be called. You hope it's the Cleveland Browns, with the number that starts with the sweet 216, who grace your cell phone.
As you sit, you think of all the memories the Cleveland Browns gave you as a child. From the earliest memories of your Chomps stuffed animal, to your most recent ones, such as sharing a beer with your father as you watched a Browns receiver seal a game winning touchdown catch against the Steelers, sending the Browns to the Playoffs.
The Browns are in desperate need of your position, and you're almost certain they want you. It's always been your dream to be a Cleveland Brown and to make your father proud.
Suddenly, you're taken out of your daydreams and memories. Your phone is ringing, but it's too early; it's not the Browns' turn. Maybe they traded up for you? You look at one of the many TVs in the room and see that it says in large lettering:
"THE STEELERS PICK IS IN".
Do you answer the phone call happily and start your career as one of the greatest Steelers ever? If you do go through with being drafted by the Steelers, what do you say to your father?
Do you refuse to answer, refuse to walk on the stage and claim to wait till next year's draft, all in the name of Cleveland Browns fandom? Your life revolved around hating the Steelers, how could you all the sudden be able to play for them?
What do you do DBN?