NFL Network will air A Football Life about the 1993 Oilers on Tuesday, December 10 at 8:00pm. Re-live the fight between Buddy Ryan and Kevin Gilbride. Watch Joe Montana win his last playoff game. Not sure why I want to put myself through that again but I will tune in the show.
Up until the game vs. Jacksonville a couple weeks ago, that was the last NFL game I had been to. Maybe one of my favorite Oiler teams ever (I'm too young to remember Earl Campbell). Gary Brown was pretty awesome to watch.
I agree. WTF, man? Why not show the video of when my girlfriend told me we couldn't stay together even because she was going away to college and I said "I'll go with you" and she still said no? Why not watch two full hours of when the gym teacher, Coach Moseley, paddled me for not dressing up for gym? Why not show when I lost the top place for best sixth grader to my neighbor and he got to represent our school instead of me? I hated all those times. I also hated the '93 season of the Houston Oilers, my beloved football team that left me for another town.
Ugh... a team with so much talent on both sides of the ball. Totally limited by the stupid run and shoot which usually prevented them from a.) being able to run out the clock with a big lead, b.) keeping their defense off the field (why Buddy got so pissed that one night), and c.) protecting Moon consistently enough to avoid sacks and not throw picks. If they had a semblance of a conservative mode, things would have been a lot different. Would have been a perfect team for Kubiak! (sic)
I thought the 1992 playoff collapse/meltdown in Buffalo or John Elway's drive in the 1991 playoffs was also the start of the Oilers demise.
91- Elway 92- Bills 93- Chiefs Never seen a three year stretch like it. Chiefs game was the nail in the coffin.
I was in elementary school but if I remember correctly, Gary Brown was awesome in 1993 and in 1993 only.
By the time we got to the Chiefs game, you knew the second half collapse was inevitable. We'd been conditioned for it. I remember very well where I was and who I was watching that game with...and damn well knowing that our lead wouldn't hold up. Eerily similar to Houston's football team today.
I was in college and home for the holidays watching up in my room. Literally felt sick to my stomach afterwards. I remember the Rockets played that night and Sleepy Floyd hit a game-winner (against the spurs in SA, I believe) that made me feel slightly better as a Houston sports fan. But not much. Watched the game at my girlfriends house that morning. I called my dad at halftime when we were up 28-3 to talk about who we would be playing the next week. My dad and I feel guilty about that conversation to this day... Like MadMax, I saw this one coming at halftime. Fool me once, shame on you.....you know the rest. I have a lasting image in my head from that game of Warren Moon with his head buried in his hands at the end of that game. Everyone knew that was his last game in Houston and the end of an era.
Agreed... the only difference with this game being was it was at home (other two games were not), and the team had won 11 in a row, including at Pittsburgh in December, and at San Francisco on Christmas day. Secondly, the Buddy Ryan defense was suffocating teams... and gave them a sort of swagger that they lacked the previous two years. They didn't allow more than 20 points from week 6 on.... and they had beaten the Chiefs 30-0 earlier in the season (albeit, Montana was injured). If there's such a thing as a football city's DNA, Houston apparently cannot change there's... no matter what franchise plays here.
The Chiefs receiver spiking the football right at that picture of Buddy Ryan's head gets me every time.
Wouldn't be surprising if true... they were often playing from ahead throughout the winning streak. I just remember them having a bunch of quality defensive guys who all seemed to peak around the same time, and had the perfect coach to sync it all together. Childress, Jones, Fuller, Al Smith, Montgomery... Marcus Robertson was an all-pro safety, Dishman had the best year of his career... Lathon, Bishop, Barrow, D. Lewis were up and comers. Stupid run and shoot...