My Cowboys Beginning. What's yours?

[JIMMYBUFFETT]

Super Bowl XIII in 1979. Sitting on the floor at my Grandparent's house watching the Cowboys and Steelers play at the Orange Bowl. I remember it vividly because toward the end of the game a shoe came flying over my right shoulder and cracked the TV screen. I looked back to see my Grandfather leap up from his recliner, grab a gallon jug of Ernest and Julio Gallo and head to the back yard. My Grandfather continued to watch that old cracked console TV for the next 6-7 years before it finally crapped out. I was a fan from that day forward.

 

[KJJ]

I discussed my Cowboys beginning many times. My dad was a huge Cowboys fan and every SB weekend a carnival would come to our area. I grew up in rural Texas in a dead area so this carnival was a big event that me and my brother looked forward to every year. My dad had to work on Saturdays and could only take us on Sunday after the SB. He was so depressed after the Cowboys lost to the Colts in SB V that he almost didn't take us that year. It was only the second time I had ever seen my dad cry, the first time was after the Ice Bowl. We had to beg him to take us to the carnival. He looked as if he was driving to a funeral and was still fighting back tears.

We dragged him on a merry go round to try and cheer him up and he ended up puking due to grief over the Cowboys loss. I can still picture him slumped on that horse that was barely moving up and down. He looked like he had just been thrashed around like a rag doll on the Texas Corkscrew. The following year when the Cowboys made it to SB VI he told us if they lose we're not going to the carnival so me and my brother watched the game praying the Cowboys would win. That was the first Cowboys/football game I ever watched and was hooked from that day on.