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I’m not going to lie to you, I just spent the last 10 minutes running around my house like a lunatic, screaming, hugging my wife, kissing my father-in-law who was not too thrilled about that, and fighting the urge to throw up the whole time.
I don’t know how to feel about this game. Because, despite the win, let’s not forget, the Texans played an awful half and a quarter of football. The offense was asleep again, the defense gave up just about whatever Andrew Luck wanted, and good grief, if Nick Novak managed to kick an extra point, we wouldn’t all be here at 11:15 p.m. CDT feeling like Charlie Chaplin in Modern Times.
We were all certain that Brock Osweiler was not the answer and Bill O’Brien was as good as done as the third head coach of the Houston Texans.
And then at about the 7:00 mark in the third quarter, the Texans woke up. Lamar Miller had his best game as a Texan with 178 total yards and two touchdowns (hopefully propelling my fantasy teams to a win) and in overtime Brock Osweiler had probably his best moments as our quarterback.
In a way, it’s aggravating because after that overtime the question will remain: was this a turning point in the Texans career of Brock Osweiler or just a brief streak of really good quarterback play and we should expect Brock to regress back to his mean for Denver?
Either way, I’m tired, and after that game, I think I have to hurl.
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