Back in March I came across a letter from T.J. Houshmandzadeh. By coming across I mean I waited in the bushes until his mailman left.
And I came across a letter sent from T.J. himself. From T.J. to T.J.
But what was really strange was that the stamp was dated from 2039.
So I opened his mail and read it. T.J. was sincere. Apologetic for the mistakes he made in his life. But mostly ashamed of when he signed the larger contract in Seattle and gave up on his legacy in Minnesota.
Out of Minneapolis and Sold to the highest bidder. Sold out.
Back in March I posted this letter (T.J. Houshmandzadeh's Personal Letter to His Children) on Bleacher so that the fans would know. It's your right! Gosh darnit!!
In it, T.J. was genuinely sorry for teaching his children wrong values and leading them astray. I even heard that one of them got in trouble in fourth grade for giving blow jobs in exchange for rubber cement. Obviously a sticky situation to say the least.
At one point in the letter he apologized to his children saying: "Now when people hear the name Houshmandzadeh they just say, bless you."
Of course, the future date of this article puts its validity into question. But the article was published online March 4, well before the 2009 NFL Draft.
And in the letter, T.J. stated: "I guess the really sad part is that in the upcoming draft, the Vikings took WR Percy Harvin, who became the greatest receiver of all time".
This is clear cut evidence that the letter was indeed written by T.J. of the future to T.J. of the present. 100% accurate.
One man's misfortune is another team's golden ticket. Minnesota's got a golden ticket, and his name is Percy.
Skol Vikes, Skol.