It’s not Bobby’s fault.

It’s obviously my fault. Anytime I get hopeful, have some fun, or believe things to be good, the universe comes in and smacks me down. I had some hope in the Texans this year and started having fun when we beat the Bengals last year. Then I had joy and hope when we beat the Browns in the playoffs. It’s gotta be my fault.

Sorry, you guys. Y’all can put all the blame on me. We can stop pretending that Slowik, Strausser, Demeco, or whoever is at fault.

With that said: I’ll never stop rooting for this team, so good luck everyone.