Normally unflappable no matter the game’s intensity, Kenny Pickett was on the phone Thursday night, bent over, hiding his face, his emotions now in charge.

He had been drafted into the NFL. In the first round.

But by whom?

Pat Narduzzi, whose own emotions were starting to spill over, looked up at the TV at the Loch Arbour, N.J., restaurant that was filled with Pickett’s family and friends.

The New Orleans Saints, picking one slot ahead of the Steelers at No. 19, were on the clock.

“OK, it’s the Saints, right?” Narduzzi presumed. “I never looked back up at the TV.

“We’re all hootin’ and hollerin’. We’re ecstatic.

“Then, my phone rings at 10:12 p.m. It’s coach (Mike) Tomlin. Why is coach Tomlin calling me?”

Narduzzi answered the call.

“Hey, do you see who’s got him?” Tomlin asked Narduzzi.

“I said, ‘Yeah, the Saints. You’re one off.’