Texans Redemption


Texans Fan - who crawled through a river of shit and came out clean on the other side.

I wrote a fan post a couple seasons ago expressing my never ending frustration with Houston NFL franchises. Too many hopes and dreams that I can remember incinerated by self-destruction. Go to the jump to read my Shawshank spin on what took place on Sunday, what preceded it for nine long years, and also what's to come for this team.

I found that some of Red's (played by Morgan Freeman) narration in the movie could be edited just a bit and fit right in with the Houston Texans' story. Some things, however, are better left unedited.

At times, I felt and wanted to say what Heywood said when the new inmates arrived at Shawshank:

"I ain't seen such a sorry lookin' heap o' maggot shit in all my life."

Yep, that pretty much sums up the offensive line through the first four years of this franchise's existence. You could also use that as a plug for last season's secondary. Travis Johnson comes to mind too. Whatever floats your boat.

Another gem from that movie that need no editing is from Andy who was describing his bad luck:

"Bad luck, I guess. It floats around. It's got to land on somebody. It was my turn, that's all. I was in the path of the tornado. I just didn't expect the storm would last as long as it has."

The last sentence from that quote just stuck with me. Nine years is a long time. 18 years if you were an Oilers fan, which I was.

The quote from Head Bull Haig, the roll call prison guard, when discovering Dufresne missing from his cell.

"Oh my Holy God."

Now, you can get creative with this little nugget and use it for good or bad situations, but since Haig was using it as a term for a bad situation, I will provide a few bad examples the Texans have given us fans and we in turn have used the same expression.

In 2010, the Jets went 72 yards in 45 seconds to stun the Texans 30-27.

"Oh my Holy God."

Also in 2010, The Texans come back from an insurmountable deficit and tie the Baltimore Ravens behind Matt Schaub's arm and force overtime. The Texans then stop the Ravens on the opening drive, get the ball back and Schaub throws a pick six to end the game in heartbreak fashion.

"Oh my Holy God."

In 2009, the Texans have an opportunity to tie the game against Jacksonville to possibly send it to overtime. On 2nd and goal from the 2 yardline, Chris Brown is headed into the endzone only to fumble at the goalline. Texans lose.

"Oh my Holy God."

Kris Brown missed field goals against Tennessee and Indianpolis back in '09.

"Oh my Holy God."

Can't punch it in from the one yard-line against Arizona to force overtime.

"Oh my Holy God."

Sage 'Blackhawk Down' Rosenfels fumbles twice against the Colts in the final minutes and the Texans blow a huge lead.

"Oh my Holy God."

I think you all get the picture.

But now we have some good news to cheer about, Texans fans, and I'd like to take some of Red's narration and put a little Texans spin on it.

Red talks about Andy's fight with the 'Sisters' (meaning the guys who butt-rape other guys in prison) always fighting with Andy. Here is the Texans version of that narration.

I wish I could tell you the Texans fought the good fight, and their opponents let them win. I wish I could tell you that - but the NFL is no fairy-tale world. The Texans never closed out games, but we all knew that. Things went on like that for awhile - being a Texans fan consists of routine, and then more routine. Every so often, the Texans would show up for games, but their opponents kept at them. Sometimes the Texans were able to fight 'em off, sometimes not. And that's how it went for the Texans - that was their routine. I do believe those first nine years were the worst for them and the fans, and I also believe that if things had gone on that way, the BRB and loyalty would have dissolved.

Fitting, isn't it? It's like Boggs and the "Sisters" represented the other 31 NFL franchises and they just had their way with the Texans for the most part.

After all those years of torment and taking it up the butt, the Texans finally seized the opportunity on Sunday and we all took it in. Players anxiously watched and waited for the result of Saints-BESF game in the locker room. It reminded me of the scene where Andy plays the Italian song on the phonograph over the PA system.

"I have no idea to this day what those players were saying after the Saints beat the Titans. Truth is, I don't want to know. Some things are best left unsaid. I'd like to think they were talking about something so improbable; it can't be expressed in words, and makes your heart ache because of it. I tell you; those cheers of joy soared higher and farther than anybody in Texans paraphernalia dares to dream. It was like some giant figure showed up into our little world and lifted a huge weight off our shoulders, and for the briefest of moments, every last Texans fan felt free."

After I saw Yates throw the TD pass to Walter, I had to race out of the house and head to work, so I was in my car when I heard the news of the Titans losing. I screamed as loud as I could and then took it all in. I literally started tearing up like female watching Beaches. It was euphoria.

I feel as though this team is destined for something bigger and better than just their first playoff appearance. It's a since of hope. I hoped we'd make the playoffs, but now I'm hoping for more and feel it's destined to become true. Red's final narration while sitting on the bus and headed to Fort Hancock, Texas pretty much sums up these next few weeks as a fan.

I find I'm so excited, I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it's the excitement only a Texans fan can feel at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it to their first playoff game. I hope to see the Texans do us proud. I hope that Reliant is as loud as it has been in my dreams. I hope.

Andy scrubbing that boat on that beautiful Mexico coastline is representation of the fans who never gave up hope. You all stood by your team through thick and thin and gutted out every heartbreaking moment. Saywatanayo is the playoffs. Red is the one who'd given up hope for our beloved Houston Texans. The final embrace between Andy and Red is our bond as Texans fans to never give up hope on this team.

It's been a long and difficult journey. We've crawled though five-football fields of shit, but came out clean on the other side. Celebrate like its your wedding day, your last day of school, or seeing your children for the first time after a long business trip. We've earned it.

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