My pets are still scared of me after the loss

[cajuncocoa]

It is just after 8:30 where I live, hours after the game. Hours after the loss. But my spirit and my mood are still so dark, so sour, so hurt, that they are still looking at me nervously. I really need to calm down. I am not yelling much, lol, not much. Except in spurts here and there, when I think about something or other. Mainly "The Call that will Live in Infamy"! But my babies. They are so sweet, my little pomeranian, Jesse James, with his ears tucked back and his big beautiful brown eyes on me with worry, and my little 9 year old 5 lb. sweet furry black cat, Miss Ruby, with her beautiful inquisitive and concerned green eyes. They don't know about Mamma tonight. Mamma has lost it. I am always the calm one, the loving one, the trusted one. They are both looking at me like they are afraid I am going to drag an axe out of the garage and start chopping on things. lol.

Is anybody else still so emotional that your family members are still keeping an eye on you?

I have a story that I'm debating whether or not I should tell.

 

[Pessimist_cowboy]

I have a story that I'm debating whether or not I should tell.

Say it !!!!

 

[Beast_from_East]

It is just after 8:30 where I live, hours after the game. Hours after the loss. But my spirit and my mood are still so dark, so sour, so hurt, that they are still looking at me nervously. I really need to calm down. I am not yelling much, lol, not much. Except in spurts here and there, when I think about something or other. Mainly "The Call that will Live in Infamy"! But my babies. They are so sweet, my little pomeranian, Jesse James, with his ears tucked back and his big beautiful brown eyes on me with worry, and my little 9 year old 5 lb. sweet furry black cat, Miss Ruby, with her beautiful inquisitive and concerned green eyes. They don't know about Mamma tonight. Mamma has lost it. I am always the calm one, the loving one, the trusted one. They are both looking at me like they are afraid I am going to drag an axe out of the garage and start chopping on things. lol.

Is anybody else still so emotional that your family members are still keeping an eye on you?

I am right there with you, I am still pissed we got raped by the refs on a payback call for last week

I have a 24 hour rule on games so I will be pissed and in a bad, depressing mood until tommorow afternoon. After that I move on, nothing to do about it so just put it behind you

 

[kimrose]

Dude -- just a suggestion but DON'T EVER try and legislate people's feelings after a game. Who are you to tell people how to feel? What's a little too much stock? You have no idea where people are in their life. You've got over 24,000 posts. Why all the personal investment? Couldn't that time have been better spent? There are countless stories about sports helping people cope with things in life, but with sports comes losing and there's nothing wrong with being devastated emotionally. Investment in, investment out.

There's a documentary on a girl who survived cancer and credited her handling chemo to the '86 Mets winning a World Series. Personal optimism has a lot to do helping to fight disease. You gonna tell her it wasn't that important?

In fact, based on people in this particular place - I bet you're in the minority. I bet a lot of CZ members (especially younger fans) went into a dark place for awhile and will probably feel the sting of this for a couple of days. I do a lot of public speaking and I tell people be passionate about SOMETHING. I don't care what it is but get excited and share your excitement. In sports that means having ups AND downs.

Kimrose - there's nothing wrong with how you feel and don't let anybody tell you otherwise. The ultimate win when it coms will feel all the sweeter.

BTW - I'll be in a damn bad mood tomorrow too and nobody has to understand it.

Oh my gawd, Dandy Don. We must have been typing at the same time. It took me a while to clear my head enough to type my response, but I must say that yours is so much better than mine. I want to say Thank You on behalf of Cowboys Nation. Thank you for your words of wisdom to those who do not understand what it means to truly be an all-in fan. You are the better half, my friend.

 

[Vanilla2]

No, Vanilla2. Never. I would never do that. Ever. I hate people that do that. They suck. Let me be clear on that. I would never do that. I don't believe in spanking innocents. Even when they are being bad. Kicking them is out of the question ever. People who do that don't deserve anything good. Only bad. Capiche??

Thou doest protest too much me thinks.

I kid

 

[kimrose]

I am right there with you, I am still pissed we got raped by the refs on a payback call for last week

I have a 24 hour rule on games so I will be pissed and in a bad, depressing mood until tommorow afternoon. After that I move on, nothing to do about it so just put it behind you

You know, Beast, I have wanted so badly to use the term raped, because that is what it felt like, especially for poor Dez, watching him with that towel over his head. But I didn't say it for fear of it being a bad term on here. But, yes! That is exactly what this feels like! Tomorrow begins the off season for us, and in so, looking forward to next season, and the weapons we need to bring this crime to justice. And bring us home a ring. I am looking for us to acquire a vigilante.

 

[cajuncocoa]

Say it !!!!

It's not a juicy story. It's kind of pathetic really.

I've been in therapy for 6 months. When I was a kid I was emotionally abused. Cutting to the chase, we (therapist and me) figured out that among other things, I've used the Cowboys as a coping mechanism since 1968. Things were fine as long as I thought there was hope, but when I started to think (around 2012) that Jerry was never going to build a winning team in Dallas ever again, I started getting depressed (I'm not kidding).

No.....the Cowboys aren't the reason I'm in therapy...there was something else that drove me to that point that I'm not going to discuss, but in talking to the therapist about things I used to cope with what I had been going through, I came to the conclusion that I'm really not just a "normal" fan. I almost identify with them, and I take losses personally. My family has always been well aware of that. While the Cowboys were just awful for the better part of the last 15 years, I was just grumpy during football seasons. But this year was an unexpected surprise, and honestly, I was a little worried about how I would take it when/if it all came to an end before the Super Bowl. I guess I feel pretty much like the rest of you do -- I'm heartbroken. But I do feel like my family (Saints fans) has been "watching" me for signs that I'm going to do something crazy. They really worried when I had to go off and cry after the game.

 

[tyke1doe]

It's not a juicy story. It's kind of pathetic really.

I've been in therapy for 6 months. When I was a kid I was emotionally abused. Cutting to the chase, we (therapist and me) figured out that among other things, I've used the Cowboys as a coping mechanism since 1968. Things were fine as long as I thought there was hope, but when I started to think (around 2012) that Jerry was never going to build a winning team in Dallas ever again, I started getting depressed (I'm not kidding).

No.....the Cowboys aren't the reason I'm in therapy...there was something else that drove me to that point that I'm not going to discuss, but in talking to the therapist about things I used to cope with what I had been going through, I came to the conclusion that I'm really not just a "normal" fan. I almost identify with them, and I take losses personally. My family has always been well aware of that. While the Cowboys were just awful for the better part of the last 15 years, I was just grumpy during football seasons. But this year was an unexpected surprise, and honestly, I was a little worried about how I would take it when/if it all came to an end before the Super Bowl. I guess I feel pretty much like the rest of you do -- I'm heartbroken. But I do feel like my family (Saints fans) has been "watching" me for signs that I'm going to do something crazy. They really worried when I had to go off and cry after the game.

Thanks for sharing that. And it takes a brave and honest man to seek therapy. Many more of us need to do it.

 

[cajuncocoa]

Thanks for sharing that. And it takes a brave and honest man to seek therapy. Many more of us need to do it.

I'm a woman.

 

[tyke1doe]

I'm a woman.

Opps. Still. It's a brave thing to do. Even a lot of women won't seek therapy.

 

[Ratmatt]

Heartbroken! Can't remember the last time I felt like this over a Cowboy loss!

 

[kimrose]

I have a story that I'm debating whether or not I should tell.

Come on, Cocoa. Join the party. The bbq tastes good. And the drinks to wash it down with are great.

 

[DandyDon1722]

It's not a juicy story. It's kind of pathetic really.

I've been in therapy for 6 months. When I was a kid I was emotionally abused. Cutting to the chase, we (therapist and me) figured out that among other things, I've used the Cowboys as a coping mechanism since 1968. Things were fine as long as I thought there was hope, but when I started to think (around 2012) that Jerry was never going to build a winning team in Dallas ever again, I started getting depressed (I'm not kidding).

No.....the Cowboys aren't the reason I'm in therapy...there was something else that drove me to that point that I'm not going to discuss, but in talking to the therapist about things I used to cope with what I had been going through, I came to the conclusion that I'm really not just a "normal" fan. I almost identify with them, and I take losses personally. My family has always been well aware of that. While the Cowboys were just awful for the better part of the last 15 years, I was just grumpy during football seasons. But this year was an unexpected surprise, and honestly, I was a little worried about how I would take it when/if it all came to an end before the Super Bowl. I guess I feel pretty much like the rest of you do -- I'm heartbroken. But I do feel like my family (Saints fans) has been "watching" me for signs that I'm going to do something crazy. They really worried when I had to go off and cry after the game.

It's not pathetic Cajun - it's personal and important - to you -- and you are not alone!

There's a great story about the night the Red Sox won their first World Series after decades of losing a cop noticed a light inside the locked gates of a cemetery. He called for backup and when the police entered the cemetary, they found dozens of people at gravesite of loved ones sharing their moment of victory together with friends or family who weren't around to see it. That comes from such a special place because the years of bitter disappointment made that moment a life long memory. It's the gift that sports gives us and we all should cherish that. Far too many people just exist. For you and me and many thousands of others, the Cowboys make us feel alive - even during tough moments.

Everybody handles it differently and I can tell you that for not only myself, I have countless stories of Cowboy fans I know who we've shared stories with about life after losses. In fact the prevailing one was many of us didn't go to school the next day after The Catch. It was that devastating but it's what made those 90's Super Bowls so incredible.

Your amongst people who understand - don't ever feel embarrassed or alone.

 

[cajuncocoa]

It's not pathetic Cajun - it's personal and important - to you -- and you are not alone!

There's a great story about the night the Red Sox won their first World Series after decades of losing a cop noticed a light inside the locked gates of a cemetery. He called for backup and when the police entered the cemetary, they found dozens of people at gravesite of loved ones sharing their moment of victory together with friends or family who weren't around to see it. That comes from such a special place because the years of bitter disappointment made that moment a life long memory. It's the gift that sports gives us and we all should cherish that. Far too many people just exist. For you and me and many thousands of others, the Cowboys make us feel alive - even during tough moments.

Everybody handles it differently and I can tell you that for not only myself, I have countless stories of Cowboy fans I know who we've shared stories with about life after losses. In fact the prevailing one was many of us didn't go to school the next day after The Catch. It was that devastating but it's what made those 90's Super Bowls so incredible.

Your amongst people who understand - don't ever feel embarrassed or alone.

Thank you for the kind words. It means a lot. I haven't left this board since the game ended today. I needed to be around people who understand this the most, and I'm grateful to be able to read what all of you say.

I highlighted what you said about The Catch. It still hurts to watch a replay of that. But those games against the 49ers in '92 and '93 were sweet, weren't they? I remember every detail of that '92 game. The whole game was fun, but it was when Alvin Harper caught that slant pass that pretty much sealed the deal....that was the moment I could exhale!!

 

[tyke1doe]

Thank you for the kind words. It means a lot. I haven't left this board since the game ended today. I needed to be around people who understand this the most, and I'm grateful to be able to read what all of you say.

I highlighted what you said about The Catch. It still hurts to watch a replay of that. But those games against the 49ers in '92 and '93 were sweet, weren't they? I remember every detail of that '92 game. The whole game was fun, but it was when Alvin Harper caught that slant pass that pretty much sealed the deal....that was the moment I could exhale!!

I don't watch it.

 

[Beast_from_East]

It's not a juicy story. It's kind of pathetic really.

I've been in therapy for 6 months. When I was a kid I was emotionally abused. Cutting to the chase, we (therapist and me) figured out that among other things, I've used the Cowboys as a coping mechanism since 1968. Things were fine as long as I thought there was hope, but when I started to think (around 2012) that Jerry was never going to build a winning team in Dallas ever again, I started getting depressed (I'm not kidding).

No.....the Cowboys aren't the reason I'm in therapy...there was something else that drove me to that point that I'm not going to discuss, but in talking to the therapist about things I used to cope with what I had been going through, I came to the conclusion that I'm really not just a "normal" fan. I almost identify with them, and I take losses personally. My family has always been well aware of that. While the Cowboys were just awful for the better part of the last 15 years, I was just grumpy during football seasons. But this year was an unexpected surprise, and honestly, I was a little worried about how I would take it when/if it all came to an end before the Super Bowl. I guess I feel pretty much like the rest of you do -- I'm heartbroken. But I do feel like my family (Saints fans) has been "watching" me for signs that I'm going to do something crazy. They really worried when I had to go off and cry after the game.

Thanks for sharing your story.............................don't fell embarrassed or ashamed you cried after the game, I felt like crying too and I am a 6'1 250 lb workout freak.

 

[CF74]

It is just after 8:30 where I live, hours after the game. Hours after the loss. But my spirit and my mood are still so dark, so sour, so hurt, that they are still looking at me nervously. I really need to calm down. I am not yelling much, lol, not much. Except in spurts here and there, when I think about something or other. Mainly "The Call that will Live in Infamy"! But my babies. They are so sweet, my little pomeranian, Jesse James, with his ears tucked back and his big beautiful brown eyes on me with worry, and my little 9 year old 5 lb. sweet furry black cat, Miss Ruby, with her beautiful inquisitive and concerned green eyes. They don't know about Mamma tonight. Mamma has lost it. I am always the calm one, the loving one, the trusted one. They are both looking at me like they are afraid I am going to drag an axe out of the garage and start chopping on things. lol.

Is anybody else still so emotional that your family members are still keeping an eye on you?

I feel ya man...

 

[kimrose]

Thank you for the kind words. It means a lot. I haven't left this board since the game ended today. I needed to be around people who understand this the most, and I'm grateful to be able to read what all of you say.

I highlighted what you said about The Catch. It still hurts to watch a replay of that. But those games against the 49ers in '92 and '93 were sweet, weren't they? I remember every detail of that '92 game. The whole game was fun, but it was when Alvin Harper caught that slant pass that pretty much sealed the deal....that was the moment I could exhale!!

You are not alone, Cocoa. And I made the post about joining the party and sharing without knowing that you already had. I'm sorry for that. It has been crazy in my house tonight. It is hard to keep track of everything or of time. And someone else in this thread made me so upset tonight, to throw away our feelings so easily. Anyway, your story is moving, so touching. I also have experienced things in my life, and most recently I have experienced great loss. To the point that I can't even remember years of my own life. I am in a perpetual state of shell shock. I'm not kidding.

These Cowboys, they don't know how much they mean to us. How much we want them to do good, how much we depend on them to help us in our tiny little f-ed up lives. Do they? Well, this year they shined, didn't they? To the absolute bitter end. They shined. They were going to win! I just can't get over that! They were going to win. Not only for them, but for all of us. All of us who have lived and breathed Cowboys for years and for decades. We were gonna bring home the win tonight.

I am glad I am not the only one who is crushed. I have cried several times tonight, and I don't even care, it was tears worth shedding. For my team, for OUR team, who put their blood and guts and hearts on the field for us all season. Our "What" name defense?? I have a name for them: Against All Odds Tough Defense! Take Your *** Down Defense! How bout those names? lol. Was our team perfect? No. Did they make mistakes? Yes. But that makes it all the sweeter and all the more bitter, because they were human. First time in a long time, they actually acted Human (except for Dez, who was told to shut up last year. Thankfully, he didn't listen.). And I don't cry for myself tonight. I cry for my team, who was the most human team I have seen the Dallas Cowboys be in a very long time. They were a team that actually cared about the game and about the outcome and about each other, most importantly. They cared. For their Team. For our Team. For The Dallas Cowboys.

I hope you see my post, Cocoa, because I like the hell out of you and I have nothing but respect for you. And I want you to know that you are not alone, Baby. Cowboys tears are blue and silver. What is that they say about silver lined dreams? One day they will come true? If you believe? We are blue today, but our tears are made of the silver of our dreams. And like Mercury, they cannot be destroyed. Hang tough, Girl. Tomorrow will come.

 

[cajuncocoa]

You are not alone, Cocoa. And I made the post about joining the party and sharing without knowing that you already had. I'm sorry for that. It has been crazy in my house tonight. It is hard to keep track of everything or of time. And someone else in this thread made me so upset tonight, to throw away our feelings so easily. Anyway, your story is moving, so touching. I also have experienced things in my life, and most recently I have experienced great loss. To the point that I can't even remember years of my own life. I am in a perpetual state of shell shock. I'm not kidding.

These Cowboys, they don't know how much they mean to us. How much we want them to do good, how much we depend on them to help us in our tiny little f-ed up lives. Do they? Well, this year they shined, didn't they? To the absolute bitter end. They shined. They were going to win! I just can't get over that! They were going to win. Not only for them, but for all of us. All of us who have lived and breathed Cowboys for years and for decades. We were gonna bring home the win tonight.

I am glad I am not the only one who is crushed. I have cried several times tonight, and I don't even care, it was tears worth shedding. For my team, for OUR team, who put their blood and guts and hearts on the field for us all season. Our "What" name defense?? I have a name for them: Against All Odds Tough Defense! Take Your *** Down Defense! How bout those names? lol. Was our team perfect? No. Did they make mistakes? Yes. But that makes it all the sweeter and all the more bitter, because they were human. First time in a long time, they actually acted Human (except for Dez, who was told to shut up last year. Thankfully, he didn't listen.). And I don't cry for myself tonight. I cry for my team, who was the most human team I have seen the Dallas Cowboys be in a very long time. They were a team that actually cared about the game and about the outcome and about each other, most importantly. They cared. For their Team. For our Team. For The Dallas Cowboys.

I hope you see my post, Cocoa, because I like the hell out of you and I have nothing but respect for you. And I want you to know that you are not alone, Baby. Cowboys tears are blue and silver. What is that they say about silver lined dreams? One day they will come true? If you believe? We are blue today, but our tears are made of the silver of our dreams. And like Mercury, they cannot be destroyed. Hang tough, Girl. Tomorrow will come.

No need to apologize, Kim. Your post gave me goosebumps (in a very good way)!!

These Cowboys were the bright spot in an otherwise horrible year (2014) for me. I'm so glad they were. Maybe next year, right? That doesn't help right now, but dare we hope there will be a next year?

 

[Tusan_Homichi]

My pets leave the room multiple times throughout the game and then slowly start coming back one at a time as things calm down to make sure I'm alright.

This wasn't my finest moment. I stomped around the room whining during that whole fiasco at the end there. I kept saying that our season can't end on that. My wife and two of my dogs just watched me lose my **** for about 10 minutes.