In the wake of the demise of the Cowboys season on Sunday night (not technically I know and props to those who still believe we can find a way!) and in the thick of this current 6 game losing streak... I'd like to take this time to remind us all who are die-hard fans of the Dallas Cowboys about something Bob Strum wrote back in 2008. This has been posted a few times in the past so for some this is a reminder and for some maybe it's new but I figure It needed to be shared again considering what we are going through this season as Cowboys fans...
http://sturminator.blogspot.com/2008/12/week-16-ravens-33-cowboys-24-9-6.html
Cheers to all my fellow Die Hard Cowboy Fans out there! We may disagree at times with each other about different things but we all share that bond developed from a love of the STAR. The best got damn team this side of the milky way bar none!
It's times like these that I make it more of a special point to wear my Cowboys gear around hope some of you all feel the same way. The STAR doesn't hide with the rain. It shines brighter.
Great post.
When I first became a Cowboys fan..it was because my Dad come home one day and announced he had bought 4 season tickets to the Cowboys playing in the Cotton Bowl.
This was 1965.
My Dad had been in the FBI and we lived in Washington where he had been a devote Commanders fan. He had enjoyed Sammy Baugh and Sam Huff and numerous others while we were in DC and when he retired to Dallas..
he missed the games and bought tickets.
I had never seen anything like a pro football game and we went every Sunday dragging portable seats for the benches and Mom would fix lunches and we would go. I was like 12.
1965 was the first year the team won and went 7-7 and we went to Miami for the Playoff Bowl and we lost to the Colts but I was hooked by then.
I would go out behind the house and throw a football up on the roof and watch the ball bounce crazily off the roof and try to run and catch it as it came of the roof pretending I was Frank Clark or Bob Hayes running under the pass and do this for hours.
The next year..we played the Packers in the 1966 Championship game in the Cotton Bowl. I had gone out for vanity basketball that year and tore up my knee and had an operation and was Ina wheel chair. My Dad got me into the end zone like down at field level to see the game.
I clearly remember seeing us drive down the field and had like 4th down on the 1 yd line when Meredith rolls out right and tries to hit Franke Clarke in the back of the end zone to win the game but it got intercepted and the game ended.
I could clearly see Meredith's eyes on the play and it destroyed me to see us lose.
But after that game..I was a Cowboys Fan for life.
Defeat is always part of the journey.
That's why this season means little to me.
Even in defeat this team has not given up on Garrett and that's what I need to know.