The Texans saga continue to get stranger by the game. We're up by 18 points rolling along. Our coach crumbles on the way to the dressing room and we can't do jack shit after that- offensively or defensively.
I'm impressed with Case....350 yards passing, QB rating of 123.4, scrambling around to extend plays, throwing deep, the kid has skills. I asked the question here when he came out why he didn't get drafted. Made no sense. The dude broke every college record known to man. I think he should have gotten a shot. Don't care about his height, conference or none of that bullshit. The man can ball.
But here's gonna be his problem: he's going to become a victim of his own success. By that I mean he's set the bar pretty high so quickly and has done so much better than Dopey, everyone is going to demand he get even better, win all the games and perform super human feats to win. When he doesn't, people are going to get pissed at him and turn against him too. I hope not, but I've seen this shit play out a million times.
Our secondary is shit. Ed Reed fucked us good. He's a waste. And Fat Randy? I feel bad for the kid. He's gonna have to get better quick or his ass will be flipping burgers somewhere.
Foster? He's doing just what I predicted. Got his money so he's good. He will be doing movies and rap videos soon. Tate? He's hurt too much, please don't give him a new contract.
Our playoff chances are over. We might not beat Jacksonville. We might not win a game. We need a new coach. We need a whole new fucking team.
So Daddio are you going to renew your tics next year? I'm not sure if I care to go to another game this year. I rather chill with my girl and do dumb shit like go to the fucking zoo on Sundays than to see this shit....