Here's my deal. My parents are both from Houston, I was born in Austin, and spent three of my first five years in Houston. When I was five, in 1975, my family moved to Nashville. I still spent a few months a year with my grandparents in Houston every year, and I was an Oilers /Longhorn fan in Nashville. Most of the people there were then bandwagoners for the Steelers, so it sucked losing all those AFC Champ games. Earl Campbell was my hero.
In 1984, I moved in with my grandparents and suffered through some crappy post-Earl years. In 1989, I moved back to Nashville, and then to Europe in '92, and then back to Nashville in '95, and I remained die-hard even through the Buffalo Choke.
And I was pissed that the Oilers were moving to Nashville, 'cause I had no plans to stay there, and when I moved to Houston in '97, I probably passed a few of Bud's moving vans on I-65, heading in the opposite direction. My dad, who loves living in Nashville, was thrilled, and for the first time ever in any sport, we were not fans of the same team. Thanks a lot for that, Bud.
1997-2000 I tried to be Saints fan 'cause of Ricky and the fact that I dig New Orleans. The Titans were not of much interest to me, despite the fact that they remained my dad's team. The Saints thing didn't really take, though, and when the Texans came along, I gave them a bunch of chances. But now they are dead to me. Drafting Williams was both stupid and an insult to the whole city of Houston. McNair should just take this crappy franchise of his and move it to Spartanburg, South Carolina.
And here's the deal about the whole Bud Adams fiasco...The city turned on him 'cause we told him that the Astrodome was good enough as it was. Turns out it wasn't. He was right and we were wrong.
The Astrodome is a historic relic and an engineering marvel, but it is not a first-class sports facility, and it probably hasn't been since about 1980.