I am a Houston Oiler fan. That is a declaration that I am proud of. I grew up watching the Houston Oilers win and break my heart every Sunday. From the Luv Ya Blue Earl Campbell days to the Run and Shoot with Warren Moon I was crazy about the Oilers. My dad and I would watch the Oilers screaming at the TV. Yeah we had it bad. I don't know why football was such a mainstay in our home. My dad was not an athlete but he is one of the most devout sports fans I have ever known. I did not know back then how much to appreciate sports in general until I became older. Sports was a way of getting away from the bills and the humdrum of everyday life. When I visit my parents on Sundays after church, I can find my father on the couch watching, the Texans, Cowboys, Rockets or who ever is playing on Sunday. I miss those simplistic days. No bills, no worries, just football and occasional homework. Ah the days of my Youth!
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