There are few things in this world I hate. I hate mayonnaise. I HATE yams (although am quite fond of sweet potato fries, go figure). And I hate Richard Justice. Every Monday after a win, he rubs his readers' noses in it about how smart he is to never give up on this team. How he's driving the bandwagon that all us other fans are just jumping on. However, every week after a loss, he posts some facetious, smarmy, holier-than-thou column about how he just knew the Texans suck, and we're all sheep for believing the opposite. So I say this now, (because if you can't say it at Christmas when can you say it eh?), from the bottom of my black, cold, Texans loving heart, go fuck yourself Richard Justice.