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The bridge between stupid and useless is short.
This interview is the first of it's kind. I find myself drawn to something more then the status QUO here. This poster is a boiling pot and his opinions on the Texans spur arguments. Often, I watch his post and see the responses catapult into chaos. Today's hot seat guest is @steelbtexan.
Today, with any luck we'll delve into his opinions on the team and maybe more.
We've agreed to meet in a lounge near the Galleria to talk. I cant help but feel anxious on what might follow. I'm early and from the 3rd floor window I see an Audi coup pull up. The driver briskly exits the car and gives his keys as well as a tip without breaking step to the valet. The valet appears surprised at such a tip and carries on.
Just a minute later @steelbtexan is in the lounge and I wave to get his attention. We greet one another and introduce ourselves. His hand shake is firm and his eye contact is unwavering.
His suit is finely pressed with no hint of wrinkles. He has a square jaw and broad shoulders. He's a bit shorter then most men but imposing nonetheless. Somehow, he reminds me of napoleon.
As we sink into dark leather seats he calls the Garcon and orders scotch and cigars for the both of us.
I ask my first question as he sparks his cigar and smiles at me grimly...
"Let's start from the beginning. Your a Texans fan. Did you grow up loving the Oilers and hating the cowboys?"
Today, with any luck we'll delve into his opinions on the team and maybe more.
We've agreed to meet in a lounge near the Galleria to talk. I cant help but feel anxious on what might follow. I'm early and from the 3rd floor window I see an Audi coup pull up. The driver briskly exits the car and gives his keys as well as a tip without breaking step to the valet. The valet appears surprised at such a tip and carries on.
Just a minute later @steelbtexan is in the lounge and I wave to get his attention. We greet one another and introduce ourselves. His hand shake is firm and his eye contact is unwavering.
His suit is finely pressed with no hint of wrinkles. He has a square jaw and broad shoulders. He's a bit shorter then most men but imposing nonetheless. Somehow, he reminds me of napoleon.
As we sink into dark leather seats he calls the Garcon and orders scotch and cigars for the both of us.
I ask my first question as he sparks his cigar and smiles at me grimly...
"Let's start from the beginning. Your a Texans fan. Did you grow up loving the Oilers and hating the cowboys?"