Yesterday made us ALL losers. Thats what makes this loss so hard to swallow.
Dak fans can't be happy.
Dan Quinn fans can't be happy.
Micah fans, me included, can't be happy.
Anyone that was left thinking MM could get the job done can't be happy.
Heck, our regular season phenom kicker even missed an extra point.
There is no upside in this loss. Nothing to build on. No hope. That's what stings.
And after 28 years of this same song and dance of, "oh, we can win in spite of Jerry"... we can't and we won't.
Jerry treats this team more as a marketing endeavor than a pro football organization. And we have no hope of that changing. Once he's gone it just gets handed to another Jones goober, and then another and another.
If Jerry was really concerned about this town, the fans and the legacy of this team, he'd sell the Cowboys and walk away with his billions.
But his ego won't allow that. The nepotism within the Jones family won't allow that. So what hope do we have? 28 years. 28 YEARS! You can not tell me at this point that the only common denominator in those 28 years is not the problem. He is the problem. He is now our curse. And that curse will follow us through generation after generation of goobers.
The Dallas Cowboys are a laughing stock today. Only tarnishing the memories of the greatness that was. And Jerry is to blame.