I guess being an old fart that remembers the Blooper Bowl helps in this case. I am too burned out to get that mad anymore.
Well thats the odd part: I'm not even mad. I mostly watch games emotionless anymore.
To say I'm disgusted doesn't mean that I'm mad. Just disgusted. Frustrated. I make fun of this team more than anyone I know. I live in CHarlotte and all these idiot Panthers fans are acting like they're a god damned dynasty and can't be stopped. They all bang on me for being a Cowboys fan but I make fun of the team more than they do so its kinda pointless.
I would like to be a "good" fan again. I kinda miss the days of waking up Sunday mornings and counting down the clock. Prepping special meals of the typical brats/nachos/pizza/beer etc. Checking the standings and looking to future matchups, NFCE rival schedules etc. Paying attention to stats and whos' doing what. I miss being a fan.
But this team. Holy fuck this team. It just sucks that out of you. When you finally wake up and realize holy shit it doesn't matter what happens on the field because we've got an owner making money hand over fist regardless and he's having too much fun being the king of the castle that he'll employ an underachieving, undeserving smug smirking fuckwad as head coach because the clapping idiot doesn't have enough self respect to stand for anything.
And Romo, my god he's been the one thing thats kept us from being a 5-11 team on repeat year after year, but even with him we've managed basically only .500 football. And now this guy has some sort of stockholm syndrome towards Garrett that he doesn't realize this incompetent son of a bitch is the reason Romo is going to be remembered as a loveable loser instead of a champion.
Because IMO, Romo yeilds a lot of power. His career is winding down. We have nothing behind him. Take a fucking stand. Go into Jerry's office and say
Listen ya fucks, I'm carrying that red headed fuck and I've been doing it since he's been hired. His inability to squeeze a single win without me is what caused me to rush back perhaps a little too early in an unfavorable situation - 2 games in 4 days - thus leading to this season being utterly pissed away. Win one, or two, or three games and I can stay absent a little longer and then come back in time to make a run in this floundering fuckall of a division. I'm not continuing down this road. I'm too old and my body is becoming too brittle. Find me a real god damned coach or I'll retire.
But again, he's saddled with some sort of stockholm syndrome and he by golly likes Garrett so much that he's going to feed into this ignorant undeserving and remarkably disrespectful "you're the next Landry" mantra that I mistakenly thought was only permeated throughout shitty fucking homer forums.
God. Fucking. Damn.
Fuck it... I'm done with him too.
