The Favorite-Team GuyHe drafts only guys from his favorite NFL team....no matter how crappy the team might be. You know, that guy who's a die-hard Raiders fan and he's sincerely smiling when he grabs QB Jason Campbell in the first round.
The PossessorHe's in everybody's face. It's his belief that all NFL players belong to him. If you happen to be within four turns of this guy, watch out. He will point his finger and shake his fists, telling you, "Man, you just stole my pick!" or "Dude, what are you doing? I was totally going to pick that guy! YOU CAN'T DO THAT!"
The Role Playing GuyBelieving that he's drafting an actual team, he HAS to make it as real as possible. Each pick involves a full-blown production: "With the fourth pick in the 10th round of the 2011 Fantasy Football draft, the Fighting Gandolfs team selects from the University of Florida, the Heisman Trophy-winning and God-fearing Quarterback Tim Tebow who possesses the running speed of elfin prince." He's never invited back.
The OverachieverIt's not like everyone doesn't bring their list of picks, but this guy has 15 draft guide magazines, a laptop with drafting software, a drafting app on his iPhone, spiral-bound notebooks full of secret scribblings, and a draft guru on the telephone.
The Last Season GuyHe can't get over last season, spending the entire draft talking about why he didn't win last year. "My guys got hurt!" "I was on vacation one week and couldn't set my team!" and "I think our league's online scoring messed up!"
Is he any good?"
The Old-TimerIt never fails. Someone invites their dad, or older friend from the office to join in. He randomly yells out "Bradshaw!" or "Staubach!" and asks if that new kid Emmitt Smith is still available.
The Crappy PrognosticatorHe always knows something no one else does. He's grabbing rookies and "sleepers" left and right. When everyone stares and laughs at him, he just says, "Oh, you'll see." Sure, he's only had one prediction come true in the past five season, but he'll keep reminding you of it every year.
The AgonistHe's the reason that you instituted a 60-second time limit on draft picks in the first place. He so agonizes over each choice that he's all but frozen after the first round.