Top 100 Draft Picks (1-25)

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First we got the Top Twenty-Five … The Headliners. These aren’t just prospects. They’re pillars. They tilt the field, reshape your offense or defense, and change how coordinators sleep at night. These are your Day ONE dudes, your cornerstones, your instant-impact names that teams will regret passing on.

At Number One… Travis Hunter. He’s not a corner. He’s a cheat code. Two-way terror with instincts like a linebacker and feet like a slot receiver. In the right scheme? He’s All-Pro before his rookie contract’s up.

Two— Abdul Carter. You want Micah Parsons vibes? Carter’s got ‘em. Twitchy, mean, and coming downhill like a freight train with a mission. The tape says predator, and the upside says star.

Three— Tetairoa McMillan. Smooth criminal at six foot five. Doesn’t scream. Doesn’t dance. Just gets open, wins fifty-fifty’s like they’re rigged, and plays like he’s read your game plan twice.

At Number Four… Mason Graham. You want violence in the trenches? Graham’s your guy. He’s got short arms but long weekends for centers. Just put on the tape. He don’t quit till the whistle and maybe not even then.

I got five on it! At Number Five, as we say, we got Ashton Jeanty. Kamara’s balance, Marshawn’s mindset. This man glides through holes and runs over linebackers on the way out. You want a bell cow who can carry a playoff run? You found him.

Top Six is Will Campbell. Technician. Enforcer. Trust builder. You plug him in at left tackle or guard, doesn’t matter—he’s gonna play ten years and make your quarterback feel safe enough to take a nap mid-drive.

Now this kid could easily be Top Five but right now we have him ranked Seventh. Shedeur Sanders. Ice cold. Polarizing, yeah, but he doesn’t flinch. Plays with poise, leads with purpose. The arm? Good. The brain? Better. He’s got QB ONE traits—and he’s got that it factor scouts can’t define.

Eight. Tyler Warren. A six foot six puzzle piece. Not Kelce, not Kittle, but something in between. He’ll block just enough, catch just about everything, and make life easier for your OC from Day ONE.

Nine. Malakai Starks. No bells, no flash—just reliable, high-IQ ball. You need a safety who’s going to be where he’s supposed to be every single snap? Starks is your guy. Ten-year starter vibes all over him.

Ten. Jihaad Campbell. Built like a power forward, moves like a slot receiver, and hits like a concrete truck. Raw? Sure. But give him a year and he’s your defensive centerpiece.

Eleven. Armand Membou. Missouri’s own zone-blocking ballerina. He doesn’t throw people around—he just moves past them and leaves ‘em confused. Clean hands, smooth feet, low-risk, high-ceiling prospect.

Ranked Twelfth. Mike Green. Small school, big problems. He didn’t just dominate his level—he embarrassed it. Edge rusher with bend, juice, and an underdog chip the size of Texas.

Lucky Number Thirteen goes to… Will Johnson. Michigan’s mirror man. Fluid, long, sticky in coverage. He’s not built to run with the burners, but give him zone or short-intermediate space and he’ll feast.

Big Luther, Little Luther— it don’t matter, at Fourteen is Luther Burden the Third. Built like a back, moves like a ballerina. You don’t just throw him routes, you build your screen game around him. Tackle breaker. Momentum breaker. Defensive coordinator breaker.

I like this guy a lot. Ranked Fifteenth is James Pearce Jr. Twitch monster. First step so fast it needs its own stopwatch. He’s not refined yet, but that ceiling? That’s penthouse level. Don’t blink.

Sixteenth. Donovan Ezeiruaku. More knife than hammer, but man does he slice. Lean frame, high motor, savvy counters—he’s gonna live in backfields as a Three-Four outside linebacker.

Seventeenth. Kenneth Grant. Three hundred and thirty-nine pounds of raw chaos. He’s a nose tackle who moves like he’s two-eighty, with gap-eating energy and just enough twitch to scare guards on pull assignments.

Number Eighteen. Jahdae Barron. Mr. Versatility. He’s a DB who can play nickel, deep safety, boundary corner—whatever you need. Not flashy, just surgical. Defensive coordinators dream of guys like this.

Might be the best of this class when it’s all said and done. At Nineteenth we got Emeka Egbuka. Maybe he’s not wide receiver one material, but he’s the kind of wide receiver two who will win you third downs and playoff games. Reliable. Physical. Smart. Quarterbacks love him.

Chase Bank, Hillary Banks, Bankhead Bounce… at Number Twenty is Kelvin Banks Jr. Might kick inside, might hold his own outside. Either way, he brings violence in a helmet and moves like he’s trying to rip your soul out through the A-gap.

I got a lot of hate for ranking him here but hey this is where it is right now. Ranked Twenty-First is Cam Ward. You’re not gonna love every snap—but when he’s hot, he’s special. Gunslinger with no fear and a highlight reel that’ll make a GM lean in. He’s a wild card with superstar upside.

At Twenty-Two is Matthew Golden. Smooth. Explosive. A walking chunk play. Not a WR1 yet, but the traits are there—and if your offense needs a jolt, he’s your spark.

Number Twenty-Third ranked is Walter Nolen. Raw, wild, a little reckless—but when he hits right, it’s lights out. The flashes are All-Pro level. Now he just needs to hit them more often.

Twenty-Four. Josh Simmons. Smooth mover, functional strength, underrated toughness. He’s a pass protector first and foremost, and in today’s league, that’s gold.

It was a close finish here and really could have gone a lot of different ways but ranked at Twenty-Five is Colston Loveland. He’s not pancaking anyone, but he’ll outbox you in the end zone. Big slot energy. Matchup nightmare. Just give him the rock.

And that’s the Top Twenty-Five rankings! The heavyweights. The blue-chippers. The dudes you build your team around—not beside. And believe me, if your team’s front office ain’t tuned into this list? They’re already behind. This is the War Room. This is The Wiretap. And this is just the beginning. Buckle up. Act II’s on deck. Stay loud. Stay locked. Stay dangerous.

Tony T. Elroy | Senior NFL Draft Analyst for TheNSR Network