It would start off with slight giddiness. I would just....."feel good!"
I would want to make contact with as much of the world as I can by spreading the joyous news. I have a couple of friends that are huge Cowboys fans and if they are not with me, I have to contact them.
At this point, my giddiness evolves into absolute joy. The sky is blue, the birds are singing, there is love in the world!
Now I'm looking up different media reactions and descriptions of the game. I'm surfing the TV stations, then the internet. That would include all of you. I would want to share observations with the most informed Cowboys fans in the world, yes, that's you.
My happiness would last all week long. I couldn't wait for the "Mic'd Up" and "Trolling the Nation" videos. the new power ranking would be fun. I would relish all the haters in the media explaining how they went wrong. Most would give respect, some will stubbornly refuse to acknowledge what they saw. Either way, they would be very entertaining....because the Cowboys won.
I would go back over the new statistics, especially how they effected the playmakers that game. It might be around Wednesday that I start thinking about the next game.
I would feel like I was on top of the world!
And if they lost?
After sitting there, a full five minutes (my wife swears that I mumble something like, "they lost" several times but I don't recall), I would get up and go to bed. I would lie in bed for several hours, in the fetal position. Finally, I might get a few hours of rest (Here my wife claims that I talk in my sleep....same phrase).
When I regain consciousness, the world is a dark, gloomy place, the only sound is the wind. The TV and the internet remain in the off position.
Football is dead to me. It simply does not exist. When I go to work, suddenly everyone is an NFL fan without a team. They just seem to enjoy when the Cowboys lose. Funny how I never noticed that before.
They taunt me with their vindictive statements:
"Tough loss, almost had it."
"Too bad, huh? Maybe next week."
"Man, it looked like they were going to do it."
I try to ignore these scathing attacks as best I can but I'm only human.
However, just like a victory, when Wednesday comes around, I start thinking about next game.
