dannyz
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I was at the game. We were down by 5.. only 5.. the the decision of the year to put Romo in is made. I wanted to vomit. All the "Romo" chants around me from all the "experts" in the stadium made me sick. But you know what the clencher for me was? What really made me want to puke? After all the chants had died down, and Romo is in the game, trying desperately to save face after falling into his own hype, the majority of the Romo supporters were nowhere to be found. That's right, after all the chanting and all the hope had gone, and even though their star undrafted quarterback was finally in the game, scrambling, passing, making his moves, the Romo Fans had already had enough. They left the game because that was all they wanted to see.... I guess I couldn't say it any better than to just say what I saw. Romo Fans: You got what you wanted, and once you did, you didn't even want it anymore. What a pack of worthless, mindless idiots.
And where was I? The guy who wanted to see Bledsoe finish out the game while we had the momentum going into the second half? Well I was still watching from the stands. Even though we were down and had 0 chance of a comeback in the final minutes, I was there to watch my team, cause that's what real fans do.
And yes, I am here at work early this morning trying to down enough coffee to wake up from 3 hours of sleep so I had every reason to leave early last night as much as anyone.
And where was I? The guy who wanted to see Bledsoe finish out the game while we had the momentum going into the second half? Well I was still watching from the stands. Even though we were down and had 0 chance of a comeback in the final minutes, I was there to watch my team, cause that's what real fans do.
And yes, I am here at work early this morning trying to down enough coffee to wake up from 3 hours of sleep so I had every reason to leave early last night as much as anyone.