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Not as good as I once was but as good once as I ev
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It happened to the Colts this week (44-17), it happened to the Bears (31-13), it happened to the Saints (31-14), it happened to the Seahawks (31-13) and it happened to the Bengals (38-13).
I have made myself sick over this loss (I know people say it but I swear I just got done losing my dinner). There is nothing I can take from this game and say we did well. I can't spin it no matter how hard I try. I have vented, I have thrown things, I just about cried and at one point I even laughed.
I cursed Parcells, I swore Roy Williams out of my mind and I even verbally lambasted Romo once or twice.
In the end, I tell myself it happens.
It's not been easy the last 4 years under Parcells. So much promise so little production. This is the closest we have ever been. Maybe that's why it makes it so hard to swollow. My every other thought is an attempt to keep myself grounded. I find myself trying to believe we will bounce back. Trying to believe Parcells and the Cowboys can finish the year strong, something they have failed to do the last 3 years. I lost the ability to be optomistic back in the Campo years. It sucks, I want it back. I'm sick of looking forward to change. 3 weeks to go and still in 1st place I should not be trying to figure out what changes can be made next year. Why do I have so little faith? Were 5-2 in our last 7 games, NFL Parity says I should be thrilled.
I'll wake tomorrow and fail to turn on the TV all day. I don't want to hear it. As a matter of fact the next time I find myself sitting in front of the TV won't be till Saturday night.
I want to see a leader step up on this team. I want to see a player come out and admit they sucked, admit they failed. I want to hear them say they are pi**ed off! I want someone to say I'm taking blame. I want to hear them say WE WILL BE BACK, WE WILL WIN NEXT WEEK.
I want to know where the players hearts are cause I know where mine is. I'm sitting on it. I'm protecting it. Damn you Cowboys, your not breaking it again.
I have one thing I'm holding onto till Saturday and that's the fact that it happens.
I have made myself sick over this loss (I know people say it but I swear I just got done losing my dinner). There is nothing I can take from this game and say we did well. I can't spin it no matter how hard I try. I have vented, I have thrown things, I just about cried and at one point I even laughed.
I cursed Parcells, I swore Roy Williams out of my mind and I even verbally lambasted Romo once or twice.
In the end, I tell myself it happens.
It's not been easy the last 4 years under Parcells. So much promise so little production. This is the closest we have ever been. Maybe that's why it makes it so hard to swollow. My every other thought is an attempt to keep myself grounded. I find myself trying to believe we will bounce back. Trying to believe Parcells and the Cowboys can finish the year strong, something they have failed to do the last 3 years. I lost the ability to be optomistic back in the Campo years. It sucks, I want it back. I'm sick of looking forward to change. 3 weeks to go and still in 1st place I should not be trying to figure out what changes can be made next year. Why do I have so little faith? Were 5-2 in our last 7 games, NFL Parity says I should be thrilled.
I'll wake tomorrow and fail to turn on the TV all day. I don't want to hear it. As a matter of fact the next time I find myself sitting in front of the TV won't be till Saturday night.
I want to see a leader step up on this team. I want to see a player come out and admit they sucked, admit they failed. I want to hear them say they are pi**ed off! I want someone to say I'm taking blame. I want to hear them say WE WILL BE BACK, WE WILL WIN NEXT WEEK.
I want to know where the players hearts are cause I know where mine is. I'm sitting on it. I'm protecting it. Damn you Cowboys, your not breaking it again.
I have one thing I'm holding onto till Saturday and that's the fact that it happens.
...God bless you, and I, for one, am with you...diehard Boys fan to the grave...F
ck the rest......
