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The playoff game @ Texas Stadium w/ the Packers in the 90's on a cold day w/ Alvin Harper making the 50+ yard TD. Cowboys go onto win SB.
Define your passion, your moment as a true Cowboy!!
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GimmeTheBall!
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From the airwaves of Air America Cowboys, the ghost of John Facenda will narrate, amen.
It was a clear, bright autumn day, when the gods of the gridiron gathered in leather and cotton battlements and color spilled from the stands of the modern-day Romans whose names were Howard and Merle and Cornelius.
The men of the star were on their heels in the fourth quarter.
Now the heroes of the blue and silver, the rangers of the mythical American West, were garlanded with sweat and blood and tears.
The skies of Nov. 29, 1974 were blue. Blue like the ghosts of football fields past of autumn and a contrast to the dark, blue and gray shrouds over Washington that fall day.
The Cesar of the scrum sat in his skybox. I in my ranchhouse of gothic Cowboy decor.
The fourth quarter saw the legions fall against the huns of the far east.
Clint Longely, crowned with laurels as an August fellow of John the Baptist Abilene schooling, went back. His suit of dirt and sod stained regalia heaved under the weight of 50,000 Romans screaming to turn back the tide from the east.
August fellow Clint heaved the pigskin projectile point blank against an uncertain fate that enveloped the Irvin, Texas, air.
In a twilight of a Sunday afternoon, as light still strongly pierced the sunroof of the Colleseum of the plains, a pass came surely and strategically into the arms of a pearsonic personage of that pigskin pantheon of the sky.
He clutched the ball and August fellow Clint looked warily and wantonly at the spectacle many yards away on the green turf of a Texas winter.
Rome was saved. Good over evil.
Cowboys 24, the huns from the east, 23.
It was a clear, bright autumn day, when the gods of the gridiron gathered in leather and cotton battlements and color spilled from the stands of the modern-day Romans whose names were Howard and Merle and Cornelius.
The men of the star were on their heels in the fourth quarter.
Now the heroes of the blue and silver, the rangers of the mythical American West, were garlanded with sweat and blood and tears.
The skies of Nov. 29, 1974 were blue. Blue like the ghosts of football fields past of autumn and a contrast to the dark, blue and gray shrouds over Washington that fall day.
The Cesar of the scrum sat in his skybox. I in my ranchhouse of gothic Cowboy decor.
The fourth quarter saw the legions fall against the huns of the far east.
Clint Longely, crowned with laurels as an August fellow of John the Baptist Abilene schooling, went back. His suit of dirt and sod stained regalia heaved under the weight of 50,000 Romans screaming to turn back the tide from the east.
August fellow Clint heaved the pigskin projectile point blank against an uncertain fate that enveloped the Irvin, Texas, air.
In a twilight of a Sunday afternoon, as light still strongly pierced the sunroof of the Colleseum of the plains, a pass came surely and strategically into the arms of a pearsonic personage of that pigskin pantheon of the sky.
He clutched the ball and August fellow Clint looked warily and wantonly at the spectacle many yards away on the green turf of a Texas winter.
Rome was saved. Good over evil.
Cowboys 24, the huns from the east, 23.
Dale
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My dad was an avid Commanders fan. He wanted me to so badly like football and sports in general. Finally, around the age of 8 (1992), I started playing baseball and becoming a casual sports fan.
As a baby, I had some Commanders posters up in my room -- my mother made some collages of Commanders photos.
So, naturally, I became a Cowboys fan LOL. I was living in Ohio at the time and the 'Boys were always being shown there. So whenever I'd want to watch a football game, they'd be on. It helped that the Cowboys were so good, as they would continue being on TV longer than any other team.
One of my best friends was also a Cowboys fan, while my other friend was a Niners fan. The Cowboys fan friend ended up having more pull.
I'll never forget we would sit around sometimes and write on pieces of paper who were some of the best players in the league. As 8-to-10 year olds, we'd have arguments about whether Jay Novacek or Brent Jones was the better tight end. Great stuff.
I knew I was a "real" fan and not just a bandwagoner leading up to the '94 championship game. In the week leading to the game, I had a "nightmare" that the Cowboys lost. In my dream, I woke up and had missed the game and couldn't find the score anywhere. I was hurrying to stores begging people for the score. Finally, someone told it to me, saying the Cowboys had lost. I literally woke up in a cold sweat.
Good times.
As a baby, I had some Commanders posters up in my room -- my mother made some collages of Commanders photos.
So, naturally, I became a Cowboys fan LOL. I was living in Ohio at the time and the 'Boys were always being shown there. So whenever I'd want to watch a football game, they'd be on. It helped that the Cowboys were so good, as they would continue being on TV longer than any other team.
One of my best friends was also a Cowboys fan, while my other friend was a Niners fan. The Cowboys fan friend ended up having more pull.
I'll never forget we would sit around sometimes and write on pieces of paper who were some of the best players in the league. As 8-to-10 year olds, we'd have arguments about whether Jay Novacek or Brent Jones was the better tight end. Great stuff.
I knew I was a "real" fan and not just a bandwagoner leading up to the '94 championship game. In the week leading to the game, I had a "nightmare" that the Cowboys lost. In my dream, I woke up and had missed the game and couldn't find the score anywhere. I was hurrying to stores begging people for the score. Finally, someone told it to me, saying the Cowboys had lost. I literally woke up in a cold sweat.
Good times.
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On the school bus during the week before Super Bowl 12, there was an argument between a Bronco fan and a Cowboy fan about the game. The Cowboys fan was my cousin so I sided with him and said I was a Dallas fan too. I had never seen a football game before and I knew nothing about the sport. I wanted to watch the game anyway. So I did. I remember little about it.
I watched none of the 1978 regular season, but I kept up with the team through the schoolyard grapevine. I watched a little of the playoff game versus Atlanta, then the entire NFC championship game against the Rams, and Super Bowl 13. I was devastated to see them lose. I was also starting to understand the game a little better. I knew what pass interference was, for one example.
The 1979 season was the first year I watched from start to finish. Starting with the Hall of Fame game. I had no idea of the Cowboys schedule. I only could see three channels on the TV. Luckily, I got to see most of the games. We did get the Sunday paper and I would look in the sports page to see who Dallas was playing that day. The Washington game at the end of the year was the highlight of my brief fandom.
I watched none of the 1978 regular season, but I kept up with the team through the schoolyard grapevine. I watched a little of the playoff game versus Atlanta, then the entire NFC championship game against the Rams, and Super Bowl 13. I was devastated to see them lose. I was also starting to understand the game a little better. I knew what pass interference was, for one example.
The 1979 season was the first year I watched from start to finish. Starting with the Hall of Fame game. I had no idea of the Cowboys schedule. I only could see three channels on the TV. Luckily, I got to see most of the games. We did get the Sunday paper and I would look in the sports page to see who Dallas was playing that day. The Washington game at the end of the year was the highlight of my brief fandom.
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A Passion, An Obsession for a football team??????????????????
Why on earth would someone allow any of the above control their moods, their time, and for some their lives??????????
Why people spend hours upon hours on a team message board talking about this obsession is beyond me??????
A football team is a football team......for GAWDS Sake.
If anyone can answer the above questions please enlighten me because
I've been under this spell for way too long.
Why on earth would someone allow any of the above control their moods, their time, and for some their lives??????????
Why people spend hours upon hours on a team message board talking about this obsession is beyond me??????
A football team is a football team......for GAWDS Sake.
If anyone can answer the above questions please enlighten me because
I've been under this spell for way too long.
CF74
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My father was a die hard Cowboy fan and when I was a little boy he bought me a Dallas Cowboy bicycle. It came with stickers so you could choose your own number on the front plate under the handle bars. I went with # 88, Drew Pearson baby!!!
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Anybody else ever get or see one of those bikes??
starspin:starspinAnybody else ever get or see one of those bikes??
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Born in western NY state my family did not follow football and thus had no team allegiances. We had the Bills, Giants & Jets as local teams. But I chose the Boys as my team.
It was the logo of the Cowboy riding the horse, along with the colors, and of course the star that hooked me.
My first recollection of watching them play was their playoff loss/spanking to the Browns. Even then as a newbie fan it pained me.
I remember the Commander rivalry in full bloom soon after. George Allen was their coach. Really fueled things. Kilmer, Jurgenson, Charley Taylor, Larry Brown, Ron McDole, Chris Hanburger, Jack Fischer etc were the first real enemy players I recall.
By 1970 though we made it to our first Super Bowl but lost. Roger took over for good in 1971 and we became SB champs. We were serious contenders all those years Roger was there. First Wild Card to make a SB (thank you Hail Mary), discovery/development of Drew Pearson, addition of Preston Pearson, the epic SB battles vs the Steelers, drafting of Dorsett in 77 which fueled the SB win vs the Orange Crush Broncos during the birth of Broncomania (we'd moved to Colorado in 72) was all incredibly fun.
When Roger retired after the 79 season I pledged my allegiance to Danny White. Yeah, the Catch was painful but White and the team had their share of glories even though they always fell short of the SB. I was not a Hogeboom fan (didn't like how Landry handled it, Springs & Hill threw Danny under the bus) even though I watched my first Cowboy game in person during his 1984 season opener debut beating the Rams in Anaheim while on my honeymoon (talk about heaven!).
Much as we Cowboy fans owe a lot to Landry I was ready for new leadership when Jones bought the team in 1989 and installed Jimmy as coach. It was a painful transition initially because of all Landry stood for.
But hope was reborn when we drafted Aikman #1 overall and despite a miserable 1989 season I was excited about the potential in the picks acquired for Herschel. That offseason was one of my favorites as a Cowboy fan. Got hooked on the NFL draft. It was great fun watching this team build from scratch and take the steps on and off the field to become champions once more.
Beating the Eagles in Philly in 91 for me was when I knew we'd arrived as serious contenders once more as K-Mart's punt return, and Holt's crunching block sealed it. Philly's D was absolutely dominant in those days and beating them in their house avenged for me the humiliation Buddy Ryan had heaped on Landry and our franchise in recent years. Thrilled as I was to see his butt fired I wish he'd been around as an Eagle to receive his Cowboy come-uppance.
As much fun as it was to win SB's in 92, 93, 95 I think I actually enjoyed the building of the Cowboys in 89, 90, 91 even more.
The post-Jimmy era was full of pain. Though Jerry made tons of mistakes I never lost faith in his resolve to do waht was necessary to get this franchise back on top. The hiring of Parcells signaled another rebirth. Initial success of 10-6 in 2003 made me think the glory would soon return. Though we've sputtered since then on the field there was no denying a steady rebuilding of the talent base. Though I appreciated what Bledsoe did for this team in 2005 it became increasingly apparent that he was now holding the team back in 2006. I was ready to try Romo. Might it be a step back? Sure, but I knew we had no chance to step forward staying status quo. He's exceeded all our hopes. 2006 looks to be a magical season no matter where it ultimately leads as it looks the dawning of another exciting era of Cowboy football.
It was the logo of the Cowboy riding the horse, along with the colors, and of course the star that hooked me.
My first recollection of watching them play was their playoff loss/spanking to the Browns. Even then as a newbie fan it pained me.
I remember the Commander rivalry in full bloom soon after. George Allen was their coach. Really fueled things. Kilmer, Jurgenson, Charley Taylor, Larry Brown, Ron McDole, Chris Hanburger, Jack Fischer etc were the first real enemy players I recall.
By 1970 though we made it to our first Super Bowl but lost. Roger took over for good in 1971 and we became SB champs. We were serious contenders all those years Roger was there. First Wild Card to make a SB (thank you Hail Mary), discovery/development of Drew Pearson, addition of Preston Pearson, the epic SB battles vs the Steelers, drafting of Dorsett in 77 which fueled the SB win vs the Orange Crush Broncos during the birth of Broncomania (we'd moved to Colorado in 72) was all incredibly fun.
When Roger retired after the 79 season I pledged my allegiance to Danny White. Yeah, the Catch was painful but White and the team had their share of glories even though they always fell short of the SB. I was not a Hogeboom fan (didn't like how Landry handled it, Springs & Hill threw Danny under the bus) even though I watched my first Cowboy game in person during his 1984 season opener debut beating the Rams in Anaheim while on my honeymoon (talk about heaven!).
Much as we Cowboy fans owe a lot to Landry I was ready for new leadership when Jones bought the team in 1989 and installed Jimmy as coach. It was a painful transition initially because of all Landry stood for.
But hope was reborn when we drafted Aikman #1 overall and despite a miserable 1989 season I was excited about the potential in the picks acquired for Herschel. That offseason was one of my favorites as a Cowboy fan. Got hooked on the NFL draft. It was great fun watching this team build from scratch and take the steps on and off the field to become champions once more.
Beating the Eagles in Philly in 91 for me was when I knew we'd arrived as serious contenders once more as K-Mart's punt return, and Holt's crunching block sealed it. Philly's D was absolutely dominant in those days and beating them in their house avenged for me the humiliation Buddy Ryan had heaped on Landry and our franchise in recent years. Thrilled as I was to see his butt fired I wish he'd been around as an Eagle to receive his Cowboy come-uppance.
As much fun as it was to win SB's in 92, 93, 95 I think I actually enjoyed the building of the Cowboys in 89, 90, 91 even more.
The post-Jimmy era was full of pain. Though Jerry made tons of mistakes I never lost faith in his resolve to do waht was necessary to get this franchise back on top. The hiring of Parcells signaled another rebirth. Initial success of 10-6 in 2003 made me think the glory would soon return. Though we've sputtered since then on the field there was no denying a steady rebuilding of the talent base. Though I appreciated what Bledsoe did for this team in 2005 it became increasingly apparent that he was now holding the team back in 2006. I was ready to try Romo. Might it be a step back? Sure, but I knew we had no chance to step forward staying status quo. He's exceeded all our hopes. 2006 looks to be a magical season no matter where it ultimately leads as it looks the dawning of another exciting era of Cowboy football.
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I cried when Montana threw "the Catch" in the endzone in the '81 championship game. That's when I knew I was a 'Boys fan for life.
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I was 5 years old and I watched the Eagles beat the Cowboys in the 1980 championship game. My brother was an Eagles fan (at the time) and he merciously teased me about the Eagles winning. That is my first Cowboys memory. And ever since I have been a die-hard fan. Through the good times and the bad.
My brother created another Cowboys fan. I grew up in Eagles territory (central/south Jersey) and I currently live in Philadelphia. It's these times where I appreciate my team even more.
My brother created another Cowboys fan. I grew up in Eagles territory (central/south Jersey) and I currently live in Philadelphia. It's these times where I appreciate my team even more.
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I was born into a Commanders household. I guess I just fell in love with metallic silver and blue at an early age.
It all started at age six.
I loved the star, the aura, swagger and the image of the Cowboys.
I loved the fact that we were the only team with a cool number on the hip of our pants.
I loved our players and personalities.. "Thrill" Hill, Drew Pearson, Timmy Newsome, Ron Springs, "Too Tall," "Manster" and on and on... but most of all my favorite player was TONY DORSETT. I thought he was the coolest player in the league hands down. His running style just captured me.
I loved the way our O-line used to set, stand up and then reset.
I don't remember the Broncos SB victory but what's embedded in my brain as my most concrete first memory was "The Catch"... I cried....
It all started at age six.
I loved the star, the aura, swagger and the image of the Cowboys.
I loved the fact that we were the only team with a cool number on the hip of our pants.
I loved our players and personalities.. "Thrill" Hill, Drew Pearson, Timmy Newsome, Ron Springs, "Too Tall," "Manster" and on and on... but most of all my favorite player was TONY DORSETT. I thought he was the coolest player in the league hands down. His running style just captured me.
I loved the way our O-line used to set, stand up and then reset.
I don't remember the Broncos SB victory but what's embedded in my brain as my most concrete first memory was "The Catch"... I cried....
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In the early 1980's, when I was really young. I saw that star on the helmet during the 1981 NFC Championship Game (the first football game I ever watched). My family was pulling for the Niners, but we were living in Texas at the time, and I realized the team with the star was the Dallas Cowboys. I wanted to pull for the "home" team, though we lived about 7 hours from Dallas at the time (closer to Houston really).
When Joe Montana put the dagger in our hearts with "The Catch", I wrote him a nasty letter that I still have until this day. I asked my mother to send it to him, but I only had Montana's name on it, with no address. I didn't even have a stamp, so I drew a box in the corner of the envelope and wrote, "Here's your stamp".
Then year, after year, after year, we underachieved and struggled. We hit rock bottom in 1989. During those years, I tried to switch my allegiance to another team, like the Saints (who were winning at the time). We moved to Louisiana, and I tried hard to switch teams, but just couldn't. I had seen enough highlights of the earlier years of the Dallas Cowboys, with all the history, and just couldn't find another team that had that. Plus there was this glow about the Cowboys, and the name, "America's Team". How could I switch my allegiance?
All the rest is history.
When Joe Montana put the dagger in our hearts with "The Catch", I wrote him a nasty letter that I still have until this day. I asked my mother to send it to him, but I only had Montana's name on it, with no address. I didn't even have a stamp, so I drew a box in the corner of the envelope and wrote, "Here's your stamp".
Then year, after year, after year, we underachieved and struggled. We hit rock bottom in 1989. During those years, I tried to switch my allegiance to another team, like the Saints (who were winning at the time). We moved to Louisiana, and I tried hard to switch teams, but just couldn't. I had seen enough highlights of the earlier years of the Dallas Cowboys, with all the history, and just couldn't find another team that had that. Plus there was this glow about the Cowboys, and the name, "America's Team". How could I switch my allegiance?
All the rest is history.
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Cbz40;1180345 said:A Passion, An Obsession for a football team??????????????????
Why on earth would someone allow any of the above control their moods, their time, and for some their lives??????????
Why people spend hours upon hours on a team message board talking about this obsession is beyond me??????
A football team is a football team......for GAWDS Sake.
If anyone can answer the above questions please enlighten me because
I've been under this spell for way too long.
Let me take a stab at this. Most of us consider some things to be "sacred". This includes our families, our jobs, religion, and our favorite sports team.
It isn't that we are insecure, or that we wish we played football, or that we are missing something in our lives. It is simply in the fiber of who we are.
lurkercowboy
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Tuna Helper;1180486 said:
After the catch, I ripped up my Montana rookie card. I don't regret it one bit.
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just wanted to add my story and tell you all i have been a cowboy fan since i was about 4 or 5 and remember all the good games they had with stauback and white,aikman i'm from north carolina and people ask me all the time here at work why am i not a panther fan i always tell them and being very honest i do pull for the panthers but i was pulling for the boys way longer than the panthers have been in the nfl so i am a true cowboy fan and will be until the day i leave this world and also the cowboys have picked a lot of players from the college close to my home town they drafted robert jones from east carolina university so as i said you are hearing from a true cowboy's fanDarkhound;1179715 said:
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I grew up in the western part of Virginia. I lived on a farm and we had western pleasure horses. Barrel raced a little bit was a Cowboy of sorts. To me D.C. was just as far away from me as Dallas was. Fell in love with Staubach and Landry. Work in D.C. now(unfortenely) and live in Maryland. Will always be a die hard true blue Cowboy fan. Favorite moment of all time besides the superbowls was Staubach's last regular season game coming fom behind to beat the Commanders 35-34 to win the EAST. That loft pass in the back of the endzone will be with me forever.
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I can't say I'm still going through therapy over the reason. :laugh1:
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SB XIII against the Broncos was the first game I watched. Was sold on the blue,sliver and the Star. Was very disapointed we lost to Steelers but not yet a real fan. That came in 1980 at age 11. That's the first year I watched every game I could.
Living in a mile from the Vet and having to endure my Cowboys losing the 1980 Championship game to the eagles was the ultimate test of loyalty.
Like to think I earned my stripes with two more Championship game losses and the long wait to 1992.
That's why Harper catch is my defining moment. We were finally going back to the SUPERBOWL. Watching that whole second half was like an out of body experience. No single game ever meant more to me and no game ever will. I was emotionally all in with that game.
I had to have that one, a loss would might have killed me. Everything else since is gravy. But I had to have that one.
Living in a mile from the Vet and having to endure my Cowboys losing the 1980 Championship game to the eagles was the ultimate test of loyalty.
Like to think I earned my stripes with two more Championship game losses and the long wait to 1992.
That's why Harper catch is my defining moment. We were finally going back to the SUPERBOWL. Watching that whole second half was like an out of body experience. No single game ever meant more to me and no game ever will. I was emotionally all in with that game.
I had to have that one, a loss would might have killed me. Everything else since is gravy. But I had to have that one.