Romo, Romo, where art thou, O Romo?

I’ve been a Dallas Cowboys fan since I was in 5th grade.  Sure, at the time, I caught a ride on the bandwagon express.  But, I’ve managed to stick with my Boys through thick and thin…though there have been some years I admit that I couldn’t handle the pain of watching them suffer between the era of greatness in the 90′s with the greats like Troy Aikman, Emmit Smith, Michael Irving, Deion Sanders, & Jay Novetcheck, (to name a few) and our current potential era of greatness with newfound heroes in Marion Barber, Felix Jones, Jason Witten, Roy Williams, Terrel Owens, and the one guy we’ve been waiting for a month to get healthy again from a finger injury on his throwing hand: Tony Romo.  (And I may add this paragraph is written at least in part to remind my friend Eric that I am not a “fairweather fan”, as he labeled me after our Boys killed his Pack awhile back).

So, tomorrow I head to Buffalo Wild Wings with my friend Noah to go get some good saturated fat in our guts (yes that means I’m probably loosing even worse to WP) and (hopefully) enjoy the game (which depends, well, upon us winning).  We’ve been in a slump the past month or so, with exception to a low scoring game which essentially was a great defensive win a few weeks back.  If we pull of this win, and if the Philly Eagles (also in our division) don’t soar into success, we will be (tied for) 2nd place in our division(the toughest one in the NFL may I add) and earn some respect in the NFL again.  To have to be so hopeful shouldn’t even be necessary with a team that 8 weeks ago was looking like SuperBowl favorites with a stacked roster deeper than the Pacific.

And I’ve heard lot’s of angles on this game, but really, we are needing our stud-star QB Romo to come back and razzle-dazzle us once again into becoming a playoff contender.  OK, and if TO catches the ball, shuts his mouth and lets his game talk, that’d help, too.  But football is perhaps the only good thing to be found in 30 degree weather (which I passionately hate, esp. after 4 years in FL & almost 2 in Africa).  Bleh.  So, Romo, O Romo, throw it hard and deep my man, and help me salvage some fun out of the next few months with hopes we may make it into the playoffs.  Please!!!!!!!!

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