Let me preface my post with an apology for taking so long to get on BTB to express my utter exuberence for Sunday Night's victory. I took off work Monday, which is when I do most of my blogging, to sit on my couch and do nothing but relive (through NFL Network) and recover. But I wanted to get on and recap what turned into the GREATEST NIGHT OF MY LIFE!!! This may be long-winded and not too analytical, but hopefully you'll be entertained when you 5 minutes to relieve some boredum...

12:01AM, Late Saturday Night becomes Sunday Morning: I look at my Redskin-loving girlfriend and tell her "It's officially game day. That means I hate you now." I kick her out of my bed when I discover she tried to climb in with a Clinton Portis jersey on...

9:38 AM, I wake up after an awful night of sleep. I was too nervous. A nightmare of Romo re-injuring himself kept in a cold sweat...I walk to the end of my driveway to get my dumpsters in Bud Light pajama pants and my trusted and battle-tested DeMarcus Ware jersey. A car drives by honking and yelling. I'm guessing it was a Redskins fan. I live right next to Highway 32, and I decide the best thing to do is climb on the Jersey Wall and scream Go Cowboys! at passer-bys. A few people honk and curse. Ahhh, Gameday! Shower, breakfast, pregame with my Giants-fan roommate. I listen to him brag about Brandon Jacobs and how he's going to torch the Ravens...Ugh...

1:00: Kickoff. I get sick to my stomach watching the VaGiants take care of business. Hate to say it, but they showed the Ravens the right side of a back-hand. They're going to be TOUGH to beat. I'll Fast forward...

4:45: We arrive at FedEx. I'm bouncing around in the car like a 5 year old. We're trying to turn into a lot when a Skins fan almost plows into our car. Before I could cuss him out, my mom rolls down the window and flips him the bird. Both hands none-the-less. I can tell it's gonna be a good night...

4:55-7:30: Bud Lights go down the hatch...The walk to the stadium goes just how I'd expect it. We pass by tailgaters screaming obscenities at us. I laugh it off and don't return any comments. That is, until somebody tells me to go back to my house in Dallas. I tell him I would, but we're coming to take over their house tonight. This apparently offends about 30 people, because they suddenly look PISSED. Mission accomplished haha.

7:30 til kickoff: I go field level to scream at my Boys. T.O. gets a rousing ovation from the 9 or 10 fans near me, however the thousands of Skins fan drown us out. Even the Geico caveman on the sideline boo's him. Screw Geico...We make our hike up to the nose-bleeds, surrounded by Skins fans and their stupid white towels. I wouldn't have it any other way. I brought a black towel in protest. I think it was a good idea but it went unnoticed with the 50,000 white ones around me.

The game was absolutely amazing. The quick touchdown made me a little uneasy, but I'm glad that was the only one we gave up. I constantly dealt w/ the a-holes talking smack and let me tell you something, they're freaking DUMB!!! There was one guy behind me who I swear, did not know the right time to cheer. He booed a penalty on us and got pissed when they converted a third and long because they "didn't run the right play..."

Other than, my impressions of my first Cowboys game was about 6 million times better than one I thought they'd be. Let me tell you, my eyes have never seen anything more beautiful than the sea of burgandy and gold pouring out of the stadium with four minutes to go. It was a thing of beauty, let me tell you. I know nobody wants to save that we beat the Skins so our season is saved, but it sure as hell isn't over yet! Romo wasn't on point, as expected, but you could tell his energy invigorated the troops. Even MB3 was going nuts after he picked up that 4th and 2. SO CRUCIAL!!! The O-line looked good, er, scratch that. The line looked BETTER! The D played great. It's awesome seeing T-New performing once again. That Moss drop late in the game just sealed my wonderful evening. The Skins thought they had a prayer, but no dice, grandma. I have a good feeling about the home stretch of the season. Let's get two more wins against NFC teams, sit at 8-4 and hopefully 2nd place in the division, then work our way to 11-5. Guys, I'm truly jealous that some of you can sit at Texas Stadium and watch our Boys play. But let me tell you, going to FedEx and beating the Skins is one night that I will never ever forget...