Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten Oilers lore— While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a thudding, As of some one violently chopping, chopping at my chamber door. “’Tis Earl Campbell,” I muttered, “running over some defender poor— Only this
Month: October 2015
The Texan Football Experiment
In 2013, researchers at the University of Houston exposed five people to an entire season of some of the worst football of all time. Promising potential subjects the opportunity to watch every minute of an all-time great season by a generational defensive football talent, rent-free and supplied with endless barbecue,
The Monkey’s Paw : A Texan Tale
Selfieman
"Come on man, do it." "No, I don't want to." "What, are you SCARED?!" "No! I just...don't want to do it!" "You'll never have a chance at starting in the NFL unless you do it! Everybody does it!" "Unless you blow out your knee you mean...." "Whatever." "OK FINE!! I'm not scared!" Zach Mettenberger enters the Tennessee Titans'
The Tale of The Texan
The Texans Hitchhiker
The Dirk Half
The Price of the Cost
Veteran Linebacker Brian Cushing is escorted into the office of his agent, Drew Rosenhaus. With his coach, Bill O'Brien, the agent delivers an insightful plea to his client. Two of the men most invested in Cushing will beg for the star to allow his individual performance to taper off. Unfortunately for them, negotiations
Don’t Turn on the Lights!
In the Dome of Dementia
How we came to that blasphemous place is a tale so unworthy of the appalling events that succeeded it that I hesitate to offer any word on the subject at all. Suffice to say we were retained through intermediaries acting on behalf of what they would only describe as "a party
I WOULD LIKE A SELFIE
“I Would Like A Selfie” For context: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i7xWw-_VIy0&ab_channel=JASONSCARYSTORYS Outside of a small town in Central Texas was a supposed haunted house. This house was surrounded by a relatively thick woods, and had been abandoned for untold years. Local children had learned legends of how every night, a severed head would fall down its decrepit chimney. A