erod
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Dallas got outplayed last night. It was evident. And let's be honest, if the tables were turned, we'd be livid beyond reason, and ready to hang our coaching staff from Jerry's big TV.
Doug Pederson and his staff did about everything they could to giftwrap a chance for Dallas to steal a victory, and the Cowboys rightly obliged. Prescott went full Romo late, and the Cowboys gambled to a great win.
Why Pederson passed on a that 53ish yard field goal was bizarre. Why he stopped running the ball when the Cowboys were getting gashed to pieces was weird. Why suddenly Smallwood entered the game late with Sproles, Matthews, and Varner warmed and ready was stupid. Philly wanted to toy with this wounded animal before eating it, but found it playing possum instead. Oops.
Philly had the ball up 23-13 and marching into Dallas territory with gut-punch runs right through the heart. The resistance was less than inspiring. I was prepping for a 30-13 game the wrong way, and a tough week 'round these parts.
A field goal later after Smallwood's fumble, and there's a puncher's chance down a score. But down the field Sproles and the Eagles went again. Not looking good. But then, Lee blows up another quick screen (that play hadn't worked all night), mixed with other unnecessary pass plays downfield, and suddenly, I see a punter. What? Why? What have we here?
Well, thank you kindly, Mr. Pederson.
Pederson then saw what we saw, the Cowboys offense woke up from a groggy three-quarter slumber. Beasley finally surfaced, Zeke got going, Williams got involved, and Yeti Brice caught a ball. Dez capped it, and what in the world? We're tied? Are you serious?
In fact, as greed set in, overtime shouldn't have been required. How did Wentz hold on to Scandrick's attempted strip sack? It defied physics. Dallas had three defenders right there ready to pick it up and score, looking around the like somebody lost their contact lens. The dadgum ball never appeared. Amazing.
Overtime by the grace of God.
Garrett then coached like he was playing craps with stolen money. He wasn't taking no as an answer, and he wasn't interested in seeing his defense take the field. A Romo-like jab, duck, spin, and rollout, and there stood Witten, getting mobbed by all 53.
Stack wins. Take them. Outplayed or whatever. These are the games help make seasons special and keep players off of airplanes in January. There's plenty to dissect and consider, but I'd rather just wear this smile for today.
Thanks, Philly. We gladly accept your generosity.
Doug Pederson and his staff did about everything they could to giftwrap a chance for Dallas to steal a victory, and the Cowboys rightly obliged. Prescott went full Romo late, and the Cowboys gambled to a great win.
Why Pederson passed on a that 53ish yard field goal was bizarre. Why he stopped running the ball when the Cowboys were getting gashed to pieces was weird. Why suddenly Smallwood entered the game late with Sproles, Matthews, and Varner warmed and ready was stupid. Philly wanted to toy with this wounded animal before eating it, but found it playing possum instead. Oops.
Philly had the ball up 23-13 and marching into Dallas territory with gut-punch runs right through the heart. The resistance was less than inspiring. I was prepping for a 30-13 game the wrong way, and a tough week 'round these parts.
A field goal later after Smallwood's fumble, and there's a puncher's chance down a score. But down the field Sproles and the Eagles went again. Not looking good. But then, Lee blows up another quick screen (that play hadn't worked all night), mixed with other unnecessary pass plays downfield, and suddenly, I see a punter. What? Why? What have we here?
Well, thank you kindly, Mr. Pederson.
Pederson then saw what we saw, the Cowboys offense woke up from a groggy three-quarter slumber. Beasley finally surfaced, Zeke got going, Williams got involved, and Yeti Brice caught a ball. Dez capped it, and what in the world? We're tied? Are you serious?
In fact, as greed set in, overtime shouldn't have been required. How did Wentz hold on to Scandrick's attempted strip sack? It defied physics. Dallas had three defenders right there ready to pick it up and score, looking around the like somebody lost their contact lens. The dadgum ball never appeared. Amazing.
Overtime by the grace of God.
Garrett then coached like he was playing craps with stolen money. He wasn't taking no as an answer, and he wasn't interested in seeing his defense take the field. A Romo-like jab, duck, spin, and rollout, and there stood Witten, getting mobbed by all 53.
Stack wins. Take them. Outplayed or whatever. These are the games help make seasons special and keep players off of airplanes in January. There's plenty to dissect and consider, but I'd rather just wear this smile for today.
Thanks, Philly. We gladly accept your generosity.