We decided to go out to eat for my birthday on Friday so we could be home to watch the Texans’ first preseason football game on Saturday evening.
I was looking forward to the game – new season, new coaches, new personnel, new strategies – it offered the promise that the team had to look better than the one that was on the field for last year’s dismal season.
I wish that I could report that was true, but unfortunately, they stunk up the field in Phoenix so bad you could smell them from here.
I know that preseason games aren’t about winning. They are a time to evaluate strategies and personnel, a chance to see potential players show their stuff in a real-game situation when the score doesn’t matter. But thirty-two to nothing? Sheesh!
There were a few things to smile about during the Cardinals’ first possession – Watt got his first sack of the season just a few seconds into the game, and Clowney showed why he was a first-round pick, stopping a run for a loss deep in the Arizona backfield. That was it – we should have turned the TV off right then and there.
There were no positives to note after that, except that I don’t miss football anymore.
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