Photo by Tim Warner/Getty Images On March 20th, my entire Texans fandom was put into question. This was the day when Bill O’Brien decided to ship All Pro wide receiver DeAndre Hopkins to Arizona for a rusty bike and a couple of scratch-offs.
The news was immediately vaulted into the “where were you” category of Houston sports, along with the Oilers-Bills debacle in 1993, the Phi Slama Jama loss to NC State in the NCAA Tournament, and oh, losing to the Chiefs this past season after being up 24-0 (among others). For me, I had just woken up and was in my kitchen when my family group text started buzzing louder than an aggravated beehive. The first rumor of us acquiring David Johnson was cool. I…
