Ode to Joy

Close your eyes and imagine with me for a moment that you are driving down the freeway. You are maintaining a safe speed and are alert with both hands on the wheel. Suddenly a reckless vehicle speeds past you at 100 mph weaving in and out of lanes like some doped-up Frogger getting paid on lane-change commission.

A few thoughts and feelings pass through your body all at the same time. Anger: "That idiot's going to kill himself and someone else!!". Fear: "Get out of his way!". My personal favorite, Rage: You say under your breath all the soft explitives you can think of including "Piece of Crap Chump Sauce". Along with those feelings there’s also a feeling deep down that longs for justice to be paid out. “Statistics are going to catch up with that guy and he’s going to end up in the hospital”.

Okay now imagine driving a few more miles to find the car pulled over while a highway patrol officer issues him a speeding ticket. What a satisfying feeling that is. Or imagine catching up to the car a few miles down the road only to find that the vehicle was in a horrendous rollover accident. Satisfaction suddenly turns to regret, remorse, and concern for the reckless driver and those involved.

Now open your eyes…(congratulations on reading with your eyes closed). This illustration was to help the readers and the media understand the feelings they have for the Dallas Cowboys. That football team, whether you like them or you hate them, demands your attention at all times. They’re flashy, they’re controversial, they aren’t the quiet Jags or Vickings slipping into NFL 08-09 oblivion.

They are the reckless driver on the freeway and everyone's eyes are on them for better for worse. Whether it be the satifcation of seeing the Pacman Pullover, or the worrying sickness of the T.O. locker room Rollover/Explosion. The Cowboys didn’t even make the playoffs and they’re still filling the all the sports airways and we're just days from the Super Bowl.

I know what you're thinking and I can just say that you may not feel the regret, remorse, and concern that I do right now, but wait until you’re yawning your way through the Steelers/Cardinals Super Bowl and you start longing to see those cool Stars that everyone loves to hate and it will hit you like a mule-kick to the groin.

Even in this most dissapointing of years, I still find it quite easy to be a Cowboys fan. It must be that one feeling that I forgot to mention earlier that the whole National Football League seems to be feeling.......Envy.

Closing Ode to My Joy
Cowboys count your casualties. Regroup, refocus, and return. The nation's eye is on you as it has been for decades. Let the star shine and sing back with a brilliant bellowing baritone blue and a majestic magical miricle that will truely land you on top. Superbowl XLIV Victors. A Lonestar atop the National Football League.