The NFL was a tad more subdued in its salesmanship back on Jan. 20-21, 1950, when it drafted 391 players over 30 rounds from Philadelphia's Bellevue-Stratford Hotel.
"I was the 14th pick overall, and I didn't know it until someone called me later that night," said a fella named Bud Grant, one of three Gophers selected in that first round 72 years ago.
There was no television coverage of Bud's big day. No radio. No (fill-in-the-booze-sponsor) draft parties inside billion-dollar stadiums. No mock drafts. Heck, even Mel Kiper Jr. was 10 years from being born.
Bud, 94, was asked to compare that simpler era to Thursday night's Sin City production that joined together in a perfect storm of hullabaloo the draft's ever-burgeoning bravado and the Las Vegas Strip.
And, no, Bud didn't get all Grumpy Old Man.
"One of the joys of having lived this long is seeing how far we've come," he said. "It's good for TV. It's good for the fans."
It appeared to be especially enjoyable for Vikings fans emerging from a pandemic and looking for another NFL-sponsored excuse to drink beer at U.S. Bank Stadium. A few thousand of them already milling about before the draft started. They cheered Vikings tight end Irv Smith Jr.'s Skol clap and, yes, they gave a muffled Minnesota Nice boo to the Jumbotron when they spotted Commissioner Roger Goodell.
Bud likes this hype for another reason.