Last year I was given a camo Texans hat to wear as my lucky hat during hunting season and the 2nd half of the NFL season. It turns out the hat was not just lucky in the field but was also lucky for the Texans on the field. Over the summer the hat disappeared and my luck and the Texans swagger along with it. I have turned my house upside down several times to no avail Yesterday my wife insisted I paint our laundry room as it had reached an embarrassing state. All my protests about it being Saturday and a college football Saturday at that bounce of her like P-buc off a ball carrier. But as fate would have it my compliance was rewarded as when I puled our washer and dryer out to paint the walls there she lay. A glow emanating from her like the glow from Marcellus's box in Pulp Fiction, my lucky Texans hat! A little worse for wear as it had become part of a large ball of lint and golden retriever fur but still projecting its air of confidence. A few hours later and some TLC and she is back on my bald head and ready for todays victory over the Raiders. In celebration of the return of my hat and the impending Texans victory I have marinated an 8 lb bone in Prime rib and shall celebrate with a feast of beef and spirits followed up; with some spousal liberties. So be prepared to avert your eyes from section 514 as the glow from that section on the first TD could be blinding! All is right in the world again! (well not all) Go Texans!