

This is a bit overdue, but I finally made time to write this.





Dear Andre Johnson,



I want to apologize for thinking that you didn’t have the heart to be a successful Texans player anymore.



I won’t apologize for thinking that you are plenty young.

I won’t apologize for thinking that you are totally capable of excelling every time you hit the field. I won’t apologize for thinking that you take care of yourself perfectly well and have every capacity to be the Andre Johnson that we’ve seen for years.



But during the season I was guilty of observing the caliber of your play and thinking that you didn’t give a fuck anymore. And I thought that was a terrible shame. And I was wrong. I had no idea that your foot was injured. I had no idea you were playing through an injury. And in retrospect, I don’t blame you at all for hiding that injury from the media. It annoys me to no end how much the media harps on your age and "do you still have it?" So if keeping quiet on that injury kept you from having to endure the massive levels of annoyance that would’ve resulted because every interview would’ve been about your injury and not about you – then I totally understand.



And dear Andre, I want to thank you so much for renewing your commitment in your heart to the Texans

– for rediscovering what you always loved about working for the Texans all this time. I think the quotation you said was something similar to you’ve always wanted to build something from the ground up. How it’s easy to go to a team that’s on the cusp of the Super Bowl. But it’s a more thrilling challenge to build a Super Bowl caliber team from the ground up. That wasn’t exactly how you said it but that was the general gist I took from your comment. And so I want to end this apology with a thank you.

Thank you Andre Johnson for rediscovering the magic of being a Texan.

May 2015 and the years to come bring you to the fruition of all the work that you've put into this team.

Your adoring fan,

Athena

aka Battle Red Fan.