Mea culpa. Mea culpa. Mea maxima culpa.
I hope I got that right, not being Catholic. But I am taking all the blame for this.
Dallas Cowboys fifth round draft pick, and my pet cat (hence the immense burden of guilt I bear), Danny Coale will not be ready to take the field at the start of training camp due to the broken bone in his foot, it has been announced. He is expected to be ready to take the field before camp is over ("early August" is the timeframe being given).
The team will certainly give the well-regarded wide receiver every chance to prove himself, but competition at the position is likely to be heated, with Kevin Ogletree, Andre Holmes, Dwayne Harris, Raymond Radway, and Cole Beasley among the leading contenders. And now that Dez Bryant is under the cloud of possible prosecution
for allegedly assaulting his mother, the team needs some quality depth there more than ever. And I am sure Coale is far more frustrated than any of the fans are at not getting a chance to be on the field learning and proving himself.
However, all the other draft choices who missed practice time are on track to hit the field in good health. Morris Claiborne, Tyrone Crawford and Kyle Wilber have all been cleared to practice, and Claiborne insists his contract status (as the only unsigned player in camp) is not going to keep him off the field. And Matt Johnson will not have to sit out anymore because of his school's academic schedule.
So, in the interest of diverting and deflecting any bad luck, negative karma, evil hoodoo, or cosmic dissonance from anyone else, Danny Coale is still my pet cat. And still paying for it. Sorry, Danny. Mea maxima culpa.