Fucking Cal McNair

It’s easy to hate Bill O’Brien for shipping out two all star players in consecutive seasons for pennies on the dollar – I know I sure do.

It’s easy to want to turn your back on your hometown franchise because some half-witted coach who blew a 24-point playoff lead in a one fucking quarter – I mean, we’ve all been there.

Hell, it’s easy to think the team and front office has completely lost its fucking mind by letting Head Coach / Offensive Coordinator / Offensive Playcaller / Acting GM / and now General Manager trade away its future for an offensive tackle and then NOT prioritize signing him to a long term deal – I know I wouldn’t blame you.

But let’s not forget that Bill O’Brien doesn’t sign the checks. The inept / ineffectual / childish / overly sensitive / value-blind Head Coach and now General Manager didn’t hire himself. He didn’t promote himself.

Let’s all please give a big round of applause to your real Houston home-town hero…

Cal Fucking McNair

Thank you for taking a team I love, a team that your family built, and letting it get torn apart from the inside. Bravo.