I'm not talking about your bandwagon fan here folks. I'm talking about a person that has built a life, experiences, and memories on the franchise we all love and want to see succeed. I'm talking about the person who bleeds the Blue and Silver. It doesn't matter if it is 1-15 or 13-3, its still the same. We just are. WE ARE COWBOYS FANS!!!!
The last several years have not been up to the standard of excellence that we are accustomed to. We know things could have been done better over the years with the Roy Williams trade, the Joey Galloway trade, and countless others. I'm not here to blame Jerry or Bill or Jason or Dave though. Its easy to do and rightfully so, but we do enough of it as it is. I'm here to bring us all together to just take a minute to remember what it is we love about the Cowboys. The memories, the experiences, the life we've built. I say this because WE ARE COWBOYS FANS!!!!
The things that make this passion so fun are that of being a ten year old boy at a charity basketball game in El Paso, TX between the Dallas Cowboys Current/Former players and the El Paso FD/PD. To be honest, I couldn't remember the game to save my life. What made it special though is coming out of the game and catching a glimpse of people I recognized through a steel athletic cage on the other side and going around only to have the El Paso PD stop us. Gotta say, Ed "Too Tall" Jones was having none of that. The man himself told the cop to let us come back. One of the nicest people I've ever met. He's been my favorite player ever since. WE ARE COWBOYS FANS!!!!
Another thing about the passion is being a 26 year old man and feeling like an 8 year old boy a month before Christmas. The anticipation was unbearable. I swear, I haven't felt that way since I was a kid and I haven't felt it since. It was the only game I ever got to be at there at Texas Stadium. The statue of Landry, the Ring of Honor, the Star at the 50 yard line. I'd seen this place on my TV, sitting next to my dad, for almost all of my life. It was too much, Christmas had finally come. It was more awesome than these paltry words can describe. It was Christmas. Of course, the rest of the story unfolds as though the story was more along the lines of How the Grinch Stole Christmas. Come on folks, it was September 28th, 2008. The stories can't all be good can they? The point is though, regardless of the outcome, that was probably one of the best trips, if not the best ever, with my dad. It was good and you know why? That came courtesy of the passion he and I both have for the Dallas Cowboys. WE ARE COWBOYS FANS!!!!
If you've got the time though, just take a minute and recount your favorite memories as a fan. We get wrapped up in Free Agency and the Draft and what could have been done better and the Cap hit and all that, but lets just take a minute to remind us of what it is that keeps bringing us back to this sport and this team that we love. Lets forget about the X's and O's and the personnel and just remember the passion we all share in common. Take a minute and share your stories with the rest of BTB.
WE ARE COWBOYS FANS!!!! FEAR THE STAR!!!!