plasticman
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I guess you're not talking about me, I'm a fan. That's short for "fanatic". I'm crazy.
I'm a manic depressive nightmare when it comes to the Cowboys to the point where I probably require therapy. Of course, I wouldn't go.
I defy logical explanation. I yell at the TV as if the team can hear me. I watch the game and the level of my emotional outbursts depend on a TV show that features a bunch of grown men playing with a funny shaped ball. Of all the things in the world to control my mental well being, I have chosen this team and this game.
When the Cowboys win, the world is a paradise. The sky is blue, the grass is green, the birds sing their melody of joy.
When the Cowboys lose, the world is a dark, cold place. Life is a never ending struggle, The only relief is death.....or a Cowboys victory the following week.
My wife claims I talk in my sleep when the Cowboys lose......."stupid Cowboys....they lost".. over and over....
Yes, I have that sickness. I don't have "ourselves" when the Cowboys lose. I don't want anybody. A dying animal prefers to find a lonely corner and just wait for the end.....or a Cowboys victory the following week.
I'm a manic depressive nightmare when it comes to the Cowboys to the point where I probably require therapy. Of course, I wouldn't go.
I defy logical explanation. I yell at the TV as if the team can hear me. I watch the game and the level of my emotional outbursts depend on a TV show that features a bunch of grown men playing with a funny shaped ball. Of all the things in the world to control my mental well being, I have chosen this team and this game.
When the Cowboys win, the world is a paradise. The sky is blue, the grass is green, the birds sing their melody of joy.
When the Cowboys lose, the world is a dark, cold place. Life is a never ending struggle, The only relief is death.....or a Cowboys victory the following week.
My wife claims I talk in my sleep when the Cowboys lose......."stupid Cowboys....they lost".. over and over....
Yes, I have that sickness. I don't have "ourselves" when the Cowboys lose. I don't want anybody. A dying animal prefers to find a lonely corner and just wait for the end.....or a Cowboys victory the following week.


