Back in the early days of the Texans, I introduced Janice McNair as the "First Lady of the franchise." She later told me that she didn't feel quite right about that title because she knows actual first ladies.
Nobody lights up a room like Janice McNair. Together with her husband and co-founder, Bob, she was part of a charismatic, influential couple that changed Houston forever.
Mrs. McNair is humble and strong. Her son, Cal, has called her a "steel magnolia." Pro Football Hall of Fame writer John McClain often reminisces about his first meetings with the McNair's in which Janice would answer any tough question and had an accent "as sweet as Tupelo honey."
Seeing Janice McNair at a Texans practice or prior to a game is as big a thrill as a C.J. Stroud touchdown pass or Will Anderson Jr. sack. She's always positive, always asks about my family and has that rare quality of a leader that makes one feel totally appreciated and valued in just a few moments.
Bob is smiling from above. Because his spirit lives on in the McNair family, led by the matriarch, who along with her husband has fueled over a half billion dollars to charities over the years. They have helped too many people to mention - and provided the city with a team to give us unforgettable moments for a quarter century and for years to come.
It's important that Mrs. McNair goes into the Ring of Honor. She's an indispensable partner in the creation, longevity and legacy of something we all hold so dear. She's also a wonderful human being. God Bless Janice McNair.
