Even in the darkest days of Jerry Jones, owner trying to prove he was a football guy, and screwing up this franchise. The days of Gailey, and Campo and Opie, the clapping monkey. The days when I was screaming show me, don't tell me. I had hope.
It must be truly a sad thing to be so cynical and have no outlook but doom. How can you even show up on game day with this outlook? You be you, and I'll be me. But I don't believe I could muster the vitriol you just posted on the first day of the season.
I'm not that masochistic.