tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33877863.post-12516592525083587722008-03-13T17:22:00.004-04:002008-03-13T17:33:30.717-04:002008-03-13T17:33:30.717-04:00Ghost of Draft Day's PastWho am I?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ihniIjPBm4U/R9mbQH8Tt4I/AAAAAAAAAms/9FqeRCsCIBU/s1600-h/DerekAnderson.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ihniIjPBm4U/R9mbQH8Tt4I/AAAAAAAAAms/9FqeRCsCIBU/s400/DerekAnderson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177339947951306626" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />While reviewing the <a href="http://www.baltimoresun.com/sports/football/bal-ravensdraft-gen3,0,4108443.htmlstory"><span style="font-style: italic;">Baltimore's Sun</span>'s photo archives</a> from all 12 Ravens draft classes, I came upon this photo of a wide-eyed gun-slinger from the Pacific Northwest. He seems harmless enough, with a cockeyed grin and numberless jersey. But the 6th round pick would come back to haunt Baltimore football fans, and the rest of the NFL, as he played his way into an improbable Pro Bowl nod and a new $26 million contract. Oh, what could have been...jlukinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17837963214641501692noreply@blogger.com0