The off-season months, which might be used to make ganja-induced epiphanical deposits in the bank of the soul, instead are spent abstaining in anticipation of the league’s once-a-year street drug test. By the time the draft comes around, you’d better be good and clean, because the testing starts during minicamp. Like Greek said years ago, if you can’t pass this test, you’re either stupid or you’re an addict. Either way, you need help.
