The Bvich Report

I thought I would be over it after four days.

A long time ago, I thought it wouldn't be a big deal juggling my favorite NFL team and my favorite football player in a long time. But after seeing Vince Young's 39-yard touchdown run for the 40th time on TV, I just can't take it anymore.

I think I'm done with my financial support of the Texans. My parents have already decided not to renew our season tickets for next year. My #8 David Carr jersey? I'm planning on it to find the fire sometime over this Christmas break.

But every time I see Vince Young rip his helmet off after defeating Houston, it just makes me sick thinking about what could have been.

I can't take it anymore. This is my big F-YOU to Texans owner Bob McNair. You could have taken the hometown kid who was already a football hero to over half of your state. You would have won millions of fans who never even thought about rooting for your team. You might have become more popular than the Cowboys.

Oh yeah, you also would have drafted a quarterback that would take your team to the Super Bowl.

Instead, you have made millions of Texans hate your team. You're going to be seeing 15,000 empty seats for every game (except when Vince comes to town). You're not going to sell any jerseys. You know who is going to sell jerseys in Houston? Bud Adams will be selling #10 Vince Young jerseys. Never thought you'd be hearing that.

Oh yeah, and your quarterback is David Carr. A guy who threw the ball away after he crossed the line of scrimmage. Twice. In one game.

This is the point that I am cutting off my financial support of your team. Until you show me that you are committed to winning and you can hire a front office that doesn't have it's head up its ass, I will not spend another dime on anything Texans. I'll still watch, probably because I'm a masochist.

Oh wait, I can't watch. They show the Titans in Austin.