LBC_Justin
Rookie
I am a die hard Texans fan. I take the abuse daily for it
and I do not wear any crown of shame or hide my affiliation. Even though when my car is dirty I get "anti-Bush", "anti-Haliburton", and "oil war" graffiti written in the dirt. Hmmm some how the people of Long Beach think a "Houston Texans" license plate frame means, I support Bush,Haliburton and the war. Oh well, anyways....
It all started a few weeks ago. I woke up on sunday morning and I was not nervous. In fact, I was almost in a strange state of Zen. I knew the result of the game before it happened. I had zero doubt the Texans were going to lose, and strangely it didn't bother me. I now enjoy the games more than I ever have. I have zero expectations for this team. I have written them off as a lost cause (for this season). I am a Texans fan, and deep down I believe the best thing that can happen to this team, is to have the worst record in the NFL. I feel this next draft is going to be the draft that we talk about that changed the franchise. Regardless of who we pick, it is going to change the team drastically. I feel like a kid in a candy story everytime I watch a college football game. I have seen most of USC's games, picking Bush or Lienart or even Vince Young if he comes out, would be awesome. Either one of those USC guys would convert a lot of SoCal people into Texans fans.
Back to the point. I was watching the game on Sunday. We were up by 21 at half time. Then we were up by 10 points with less than a minute to play. At that point for some strange reason, I cound almost see the future. Even with Victory so close, I have ultimate confidence that the Texans would walk away with the loss. We are a team of destiny(in a weird way) and a team that controls our own future. I hope all the other bad teams start winning and we start winning and still manage to keep the #1 pick. But I don't want to take any chances.
Let the Zen continue


It all started a few weeks ago. I woke up on sunday morning and I was not nervous. In fact, I was almost in a strange state of Zen. I knew the result of the game before it happened. I had zero doubt the Texans were going to lose, and strangely it didn't bother me. I now enjoy the games more than I ever have. I have zero expectations for this team. I have written them off as a lost cause (for this season). I am a Texans fan, and deep down I believe the best thing that can happen to this team, is to have the worst record in the NFL. I feel this next draft is going to be the draft that we talk about that changed the franchise. Regardless of who we pick, it is going to change the team drastically. I feel like a kid in a candy story everytime I watch a college football game. I have seen most of USC's games, picking Bush or Lienart or even Vince Young if he comes out, would be awesome. Either one of those USC guys would convert a lot of SoCal people into Texans fans.
Back to the point. I was watching the game on Sunday. We were up by 21 at half time. Then we were up by 10 points with less than a minute to play. At that point for some strange reason, I cound almost see the future. Even with Victory so close, I have ultimate confidence that the Texans would walk away with the loss. We are a team of destiny(in a weird way) and a team that controls our own future. I hope all the other bad teams start winning and we start winning and still manage to keep the #1 pick. But I don't want to take any chances.


