I just woke up from a dream and nightmare and turned on my computer to specifically write this post because this is something I HAVE to share with you guys while I still have most of the memory of it to do so. This is very detailed.

So here I was, in a stadium watching the Cowboys play against the Jets. It wasn't an ordinary stadium to say the least. I was sitting in a booth with my mother and sister (mind you, they are not Cowboy fans or football fans) just off to the sidelines at about the 40 yard line watching the Cowboys and Jets right in front of me. It was 3rd down and the Jets have the ball. Sanchez drops back and threw a short incomplete pass to the sideline. That ball he threw bounced off the bleacher wall, went through a fan's hands, and landed into my hands. Everyone around me cheered. Some were telling me to give it to someone else. Pressured and confused, I didn't know what to do with that ball until HE came right in front of me. He was none other than Troy Aikman. Dressed out in his usual suit you see him wear when he commentates, I gave the ball to him. He then turned around and threw it into the stands for someone else to have it. I may have lost a prized possession with the football, but giving it to a 3 time SB winning former Cowboys QB for him to throw it to the stands for someone else to catch it was an even greater prize. I thanked Troy and he walked off. Before I knew it the Cowboys won the game. That was my greatest dream.

At the locker room, filled with a bunch of ordinary people, I was walking around until I saw Stephen McGee, who was the first to be in. I greeted him and told him I was the one who caught the football earlier in the game. And here is where my worst nightmare (everyone's too) began. I was talking with McGee for a while, when all of a sudden news broke out that Tony Romo died behind the wheel while he was on his way home. All that celebration, all that happiness, flew out the window. I cried hard for his loss as did everyone else. That victory was worth nothing any more. And the memory of me catching a stray football, meeting Troy Aikman, and seeing him throw it into the stands was nothing more than an afterthought. How can the Cowboys survive long term without a competent quarterback in Tony Romo? More importantly, how long will it take for the Cowboys to find a new QB that is just as good or even better than Romo?

When I had no more tears to shed, a sense of faith kicked in. I walked up to McGee, who was not far from me. He was shaken up by the loss of Romo. I sat next him and told him:

"Look, we are all saddened by the loss of Romo, but it's time we put that behind us now. The past is the past. I know you have been heavily criticized by us fans for your plays at QB, but no QB is perfect. You are the future of the Dallas Cowboys now. It's all on your shoulders to guide the team through victories and defeats. Whatever Garrett tells you to do, you do it. Keep on learning by looking at Orton for advice. I'm counting on you. I know you can do it."

I for one, hope to never have this dream again. Even worse, having this entire scenario play out. But if worst comes to worst, you gotta have faith for the next QB of the Cowboys. Even if it is for someone like McGee.