Please note, that I know very little about professional sports. I mean, I follow our local teams. I grew up an Oilers fan with my Dad. I’ve attended lots of Rockets games and the Astros? Well, they may not have a great team at the moment, but I’ll always be a fan of this classic game in the city I’ve grown to love.
The Houston Texans, with their first play off game in franchise history, have transformed this city and the surrounding towns into a community of believers. A community that stands together simply to have something to cling on to and be proud of . Something to lift our spirit, even if just for a few hours on a Saturday afternoon.
The day of the game, I left to my local Kroger to grab up some Game Day snacks. My parents and sister would be joining us for the Houston Texans Playoff Game at my house and I wanted all of us to enjoy food, family, and football with no other stress factors over money, jobs, bills, or relationships.
While my plan led me to search for snacks, what I found was something completely different, something that left me, well… proud.
Do you remember the days after September 11th? Everywhere you go, people were just nicer. You all felt bonded together where nothing else mattered except building our country back together against a common enemy. While, I’ll never diminish the importance of that historic day with football, I will say human goodness always prevails when a community comes together after a historic event.
That’s how it felt that day at Kroger. The Houston Texans, a very young organization in the NFL, replaced our beloved Oilers and have never been to the playoffs. Nobody thought they’d make it this far and NOBODY thought they’d actually win the first game against the Bengals on Saturday.
The odds were against them.
The odds were against our city.
The odds were stacked high on their shoulders.
The odds predicted Houston would choke.
The odds banned this community together in spirit.
That day, in the chip aisle of a grocery store, I saw strangers talking to each other. I saw children, teenagers, and adults decked out in their Texans gear. I saw high fives. I saw circles of men chatting near the meat department. I saw children laughing and carrying footballs in their little arms. I saw women with Texans jewelry and “Game Day” snack lists. I heard shouts as people left the store, that continued into the parking lot of the sea of cars who had Texans flags and painted windows.
What I saw was something our little community of Baytown, could finally believe in, something that would bring us together against a common “enemy.” I saw human goodness again. While others took the odds and stacked them against our Houston boys, we stood by them as a supporting community ready to cheer them to the top….. together.
Houston Texans will play against the Baltimore Ravens January 15th. We stand proud and rally to bring a championship home, where it belongs. Are you watching the NFL playoffs? If so, who’s the team that is bringing YOUR community together?
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