I'm a dicotomy of self. The example of self-irony. I am wise, yet ignorant. Chivalrous yet chauvinistic. Life altering problems don't bother, but grit on me in the streets and we'll have a problem. I would be considered in the "hip" generation by most baby boomers which is somewhat accurate. I am defined by/define the hip hop culture as the culture that embraces individuals, not idioisms or set ideals. I talk A LOT....ergo the existence of my blog.
| Ahh, yes the Houston Texans. The pitiful redheaded stepchild of the NFL. So pitiful, they even lost the game against the San Francisco 49ers, lovingly dubbed "The Reggie Bush Bowl" as the loser of the game would get the number one pick in the NFL draft. The good news is there ain't but one way to go and that's up. They have probably the toughest quarterback in the league surviving 68 sacks this season and over 70 the previous season. They have one of the best yet unknown running back and wide reciever in the league. The bad news is the offensive line is as pourous a spaghetti strainer.|
What's interesting is how the coach lasted so long. Damn, how DID he get picked in the first place? He took the expansion Jacksonville Jaguars to the playoffs in their inaugural year and proceeded to run them in the toilet. GM Charley Casserly rolled the dice hoping lightning could strike twice. Nope. Not one winning season since inception. Here's what's really fun; crappy coach hire, the worst O-line in the league, and Casserly still has a job. Un-freakin' real. Casserly is a nice, lovable guy and all but please!! Fire Casserly's ass so poor David Carr can maybe extend his career by a year or two.
Good luck, Mr. Bush. You are definitely gonna need that and a case of Icy Hot from Price Club. (Note I didnt say Sam's Club....fuck Wal-Mart!!)