The dust is finally starting to settle from the recent 2006 NFL Draft.

Most Texans fans have returned from the ledges, and are now daydreaming about how to inflict bodily harm on new head coach Gary Kubiak and the rest of his family for passing on sure-fire stud Reggie Bush.

Mario Williams? C’mon.

It was an entertaining event. The most interesting since the New York Football Giants mortgaged its future on the arm of socially inept quarterback Eli Manning in 2003.

This upcoming season will be Year Three of the Manning experiment in the Big Apple, and it’s boom or bust time for the shmuck. The honeymoon is over, Eli.

That’s neither here nor there. None of this is, really.

What’s really on the mind of Blogging Boner is ESPN Draft Analyst/Expert Mel Kiper. Who is Mel Kiper? Let’s ask former Indianapolis Colts General Manager Bill Tobin:

He’s never been a player, he’s never been a coach, he’s never been a scout, he’s never been an administrator and all of a sudden he’s an expert. He has no more credentials to do what he’s doing than my neighbor, and my neighbor’s a postman.

That’s good stuff. Especially when almost everyone at home was thinking the same thing. And, most people, including Blogging Boner, feel the same way today.

It’s nowhere near as good, though, than the time Jim Everett dared television host and loud mouth Jim Rome to call him “Chris” one more time during an interview. Naturally, smart-ass Rome obliged, and the Los Angeles Rams quarterback went ape shit on him on live television, flipping a table and nearly smashing his face in.

Back to Mel.

Here’s a guy, who for the better part of two decades, has made a living yapping about college football players for ESPN. He’s well-known, successful, and in all likelihood, filthy rich. Mel even stars in commercials.

Truly, a total ass.

Not because he is bad at what he does. He seems to know what he’s talking about. As he should, because he spends 364 days out of the year getting ready for just one.

On the surface, he appears to be numerical savant — like Rainman, only with terrible hair. He meticulously logs statistics and measurements for thousands of athletes across the nation, and spits them out with veritable ease without consulting any notes.

If he was wrong, it’s not like anyone could even call him on it because the information is sometimes so obscure.

Everything about him, however, is just annoying.

Anyway, the last player selected in the NFL Draft is historically dubbed “Mr. Irrelevant.”

A wide receiver from the University of Maine, Kevin McMahan, was selected this year by the Oakland Raiders with the last pick. Officially, the 2006 NFL Draft’s Mr. Irrelevant.

Unofficially, Mel Kiper should get this award. Not just this year, but for every year that he has been alive.

Because does anyone really listen to a “dog-gone” thing that he says?