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Where Were You The Last Time We Had Playoff Football in Houston?

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Kid A
Where were you and what were you doing in January 1994 when the Houston Oilers were beat by the Kansas City Chiefs, 28-20?

My God, Haywood Jefferies, Ernest Givens, Curtis Duncan...and Gary Wellman! Remember that surfer boy?

I was at Francisco Studios in little China Town, and instead of practicing we had a little TV set up, watching the game. I had been out of HS for about a year.

I remember looking at the size of Joe Montana's swollen elbow. It was huge! Full of fluid, and I was thinking, "There's no way he's going to pass with that thing." He did. It was a heartbreaker. If only the Oilers had gotten Gary Brown rolling a little bit more, we could have won it.

Thanks Texans_Chick for the thread inspiration and the memories.
 
I was 13 and in the Astrodome. But I didn't get to see most of the game because we had standing room tickets only and I didn't find a seat until the 4th quarter.

But it was cool to be there, just wish I could have seen the game more.
 
I was 27, living in Conroe, and having a blast because my band was playing gigs in those days.

Coming off of the 35-3 debacle, the 1993 season ended up amazing. Starting 1-4 to go on an 11 game win streak was a blast. I was at the last game of the season against the Jets, the famous one where Buddy Ryan punched Kevin Gilbride. We did know know it happened until listening to post-game shows on the way home.

It was heartbreak the next game against the Chiefs, but that season was a blast. Man, it seems like forever ago...
 
JCTexan said:
This except I was four. I didn't get into football until the Oilers were long gone.
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Same here, except right when I got into football the Oilers left. Now I fully understand why my damn cusses at our TV every time Bud Adams shows up.
 
Double Barrel said:
I was 27, living in Conroe, and having a blast because my band was playing gigs in those days.

Coming off of the 35-3 debacle, the 1993 season ended up amazing. Starting 1-4 to go on an 11 game win streak was a blast. I was at the last game of the season against the Jets, the famous one where Buddy Ryan punched Kevin Gilbride. We did know know it happened until listening to post-game shows on the way home.

It was heartbreak the next game against the Chiefs, but that season was a blast. Man, it seems like forever ago...
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It was! :facepalm:
 
I was 12 and still lived in Salt Lake City at the time. I was NOT an Oilers fan though, I was a Broncos fan, simply because my parents are die-hard Broncos fans.

Fun fact...Wade Phillips was the head coach of the Denver Broncos during the 1993-1994 season.
 
I was 25 and a season ticket holder. The third come from ahead 4th quarter playoff game stung hard, maybe harder than the Bills game. We promptly went to the Volcano Club and got smashed. Good times...
 
I was in Wilmington, Delaware watching the Oilers choke yet again.

BTW, it's been 18 years. I just put this "then/now" image on the home page of Texans Talk.

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Double Barrel said:
I was 27, living in Conroe, and having a blast because my band was playing gigs in those days.

Coming off of the 35-3 debacle, the 1993 season ended up amazing. Starting 1-4 to go on an 11 game win streak was a blast. I was at the last game of the season against the Jets, the famous one where Buddy Ryan punched Kevin Gilbride. We did know know it happened until listening to post-game shows on the way home.

It was heartbreak the next game against the Chiefs, but that season was a blast. Man, it seems like forever ago...
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I was at that game as well as I said before. I remember hearing about it on the radio on the way home, and then the next day watching his kid get ****ed with for weeks at school all because his dad got succer punched. Lol! It was messed up man. Warren Moon's kid and Gilbride's kid both caught hell every time the Oilers **** the bed somehow man. Kids are brutal.

As far as that last playoff game went, I was at Pennison's Pub in Sugar Land. Pennison was an ex Oiler and we partied like rock stars at halftime and thought it was going to be such a great game to laugh at for the rest of the half. Boy was the joke on us. I practically cried after that game it was so brutal. I still have not gotten over it.
 
I was 21, stationed in Italy and probably full of GREAT Italian food and drunk.

I had no American T.V. stations, no Internet and had to read about the game on Monday morning in the Stars and Stripes!!!

I was sad by the way...
 
After the Broncos and Bills playoff losses I was numb by the time the Chiefs rolled around. Funny how 18 years later that franchise still chokes in the postseason every chance they get.
 
Hmm, I was 12, living 30 miles from anywhere on lake conroe and completely uninterested in watching football. Playing was another thing entirely.
 
I think I was about 4 or 5 years old....

Probably at my grandmothers house watching all the adults curse the TV...
 
I was 19, had finished one year of college, dropped out and was going nowhere fast in my ho dunk small home town. It's a good thing a year later I moved to Dallas, and shortly after joined the military.

I also lost my sister to a brain tumor that March, that's my strongest memory of that time. Love you Debbie!
 
i was 14, sophmore in HS & every bit an oilers fan. I just remember watching it at home with the old man thinking "please god....let the oilers win.."
 
It was my senior year in HS, and I was at my friend's house watching the game on his projection screen TV. We were both so damn happy before the game started, we put together two king sized zig-zags, and rolled FAT ass J! We were all set.... then Joe Montana happened. :pissed:
 
I was 22, still a studen at UH, at my parents living room in Kingwood, not able to believe that after all those years we got a bye week, but still had to run into Joe Montana...
 
Was 8 y/o.

After the game, my grandma (on my pops' side) came over to poke fun at the Oilers. "Bring that 46 defense!"

Funny and sad at the same time. Watching the Oilers lose a lead like that again, for the 3rd straight playoff was like..."Really?"
 
If I'm not mistaken that was the year that both the Oilers AND the Rockets went undefeated in November wasn't it?

Odly enough I was in Conroe Texas. There used to be a boarding school (Memorial Hall) that I went to for one year while my dad lived in China. I was watching the game and a friend of mine was a Chiefs fan. He was telling me how we were going to choke. I said it was impossible (it couldn't possibly happen 3 years in a row.)

I remember how badly it stung. Especially after the Bills fiasco.

Mike

Just went and checked. If you want to talk about an amazing run for a city. The Oilers/rockets combined to be 21-0 from Oct 17 - Dec 2. Perhaps even more amazingly we were 31-1 from 17 Oct - Dec -22. I don't know that a city has ever had that kind of prosperity in two major sports over basically a 2 month period.
 
Texanmike said:
If I'm not mistaken that was the year that both the Oilers AND the Rockets went undefeated in November wasn't it?
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Yep, and oddly enough 1994 would be my greatest year ever as a sports fan despite the Oiler choke job. Both the NBA Rockets and NHL New York Rangers won it all that year which I am a huge fan of both. That's why I wear a #94 jersey for hockey, and I even have a Texans 94 jersey.
 
I was 12 years old at the time. I was not much of a football fan, or even a sports fan. The weekend was when Dad and I did "projects" around the house, so I did one of those with him during the game. I think I turned on the TV after the game and they went over the highlights. I remember my reaction to this day "typical Oilers!"
 
I was a 22 year old student at North Texas and watched that game from my dorm room.

Drowned my sorrows after and made a few drunk dials.
 
I was living here but I wasn't at the game. I was out of town on work-related travel.

I wasn't surprised that we lost to Montana, Marcus Allen, and a Derrick Thomas-led defense. It seemed that, back in those days, KC always gave us fits. Went back to check the stats in that game; even with Munchak & Matthews anchoring the line, KC had NINE sacks.

What really p-o'd me that year was that Bud went thru with his threat to fire everyone and trade off all the good players on the team.

...damn. I had blanked all this from my memory banks. Who brought this up anyway?
:(
 
Let's see here, I was eight...

Seeing as the Oilers lost, I may have been watching in horror as my father became a raving tower of rage.
 
I was 32 years old and living in Glendale, CA. I must have watched the game with my wife at home. The strange thing is that I don't remember the game at all.

Went to bed that night, probably totally depressed, and was awakened at 4:31 am by the Northridge Earthquake. Spent about 3/4's of a minute absolutely convinced that I was going to die.

I think the earthquake and the craziness that ensued wiped out all those memories.
 
The Pencil Neck said:
I was 32 years old and living in Glendale, CA. I must have watched the game with my wife at home. The strange thing is that I don't remember the game at all.

Went to bed that night, probably totally depressed, and was awakened at 4:31 am by the Northridge Earthquake. Spent about 3/4's of a minute absolutely convinced that I was going to die.

I think the earthquake and the craziness that ensued wiped out all those memories.
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You dont remember Keith Cash (KC's TE) scoring a TD and huling the ball into Buddy Ryan's face... (Or at least a poster of Buddy Ryan's face)?
 
Well, SheTexan, I'll fess up. I was 47:smiliepalm:, living in Houston and I was at the Astrodome. Depressed yet again.
 
Ugh, I was 15, and I remember thinking we had an excellent shot that year, as I had thought the year before against the Bills. As the Oiler curse would have it, we were taken out. I remember Buddy Ryan punching Kevin Gilbride, they replayed it during the game it happened in if I remember correctly. The Rockets bringing Houston it's first professional sports ring a few months later softened the blow though.
 
I was 36 and was on an all night job ( after having worked all day). The oilfield is that way sometimes. I didn't get to watch or even hear the game, but I was pretty upset when I got to check the final score. That was a game I just knew the Oilers were going to win.
 
Living in Irving at the time...not a bad deal for a kid who grew up a Cowboys fan. Wife #2, Cat #1
 
paycheck71 said:
I was 22, still a studen at UH, at my parents living room in Kingwood, not able to believe that after all those years we got a bye week, but still had to run into Joe Montana...
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Same age and also a student at UH at the time. I remember during the Bills game that I was sitting against the couch in my parent's living room munching on potato chips and some funky new dip my mother-in-law had decided to try. Anyways, everybody else in my family (large at the time) were huge Cowboys fans and I was the only Oilers fan (since I was a little girl during the Luv Ya Blue days).

Boy was I giving it to them at halftime. And then boy were they giving it to me as the second half went on. And I actually did cry when the game was over. :(
 
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