The Houston Texans Breakup Letter

Dear NFL,

The past 6 months we’ve spent together have been magical. I can’t begin to explain how much you’ve given me. You taught me to love again (Texans making the playoffs), you taught me to hate again (Tebow. Enough said.), and you taught me to always have a doctor on speed dial with all the heart-stopping, jaw-dropping, and “Did he just do that?!?!” moves you’ve shown me during our relationship. However, they say that all good things must come to an end, and unfortunately, for you, this is one of those things.

This just isn’t going to work out for me. I want to be the most important person in your life, but whenever we go out I catch you staring at all the franchises before you even pay attention to me. I’m out there every Sunday, performing for you with a top ten quarterback, a top three running back, a top one wide receiver, and the best young defense in the league and you give the JACKSONVILLE JAGUARS not one, but TWO Monday night football games?! Do you know how that makes me feel? I need to reevaluate where I want this to go and see if you really do want me to be the franchise I know I can be.

Maybe we can start seeing each other again in 6-7 months. I just need some alone time to concentrate on me. I need to sort out a few loose ends in my life, (Foster, Mario contracts) I need to relax and recharge my batteries (Schaub, Mario, Andre injuries), and I need to start working out to stay young and healthy (WR, CB, DT in the draft, full offseason).

This isn’t goodbye; it’s just see you later.

Yours Sincerely,

Houston Texans