I just want to take a quick second to acknowledge what happened last night in the Cowboys vs Seahawks Playoff game.

I didn’t even see the game live. I had concert tickets so I decided to tape the game (can’t remember the last time I did that). I let all my football friends know this so they wouldn’t call me or send me any spoiler text messages. I got home just after midnight and pushed play as soon as I could.

What unfolded over the next three hours was one of the most intense football games I’ve seen in a long time. Both teams were balls to the wall and the lead was going back and forth between them all game. After a bizarre second half, with the Shithawks, I mean Seahawks, leading 21-20 (1 point!!) the Cowboys marched down the field to win the game. They got as far as the Seahawks 3 yrd line, but were left with a 4th and 1 scenario. The Cowboys simply needed to kick an easy field goal and stop the Seahawks from scoring in the remaining 1 minute of the game.

This is when the shit went down

Out came the Dallas field goal unit, which includes their quarterback Tony Romo as the field goal holder. First of all, Romo should not be doing this job. When he was the back-up QB, fine, but as soon as he became the starting QB they should have got someone else to hold the ball (Bledsoe maybe??). Suddenly my stomach turned upside down. I don’t know why, but I had a bad feeling, even though it should have been an automatic 3 points. I could barely watch.

The ball is snapped…..there’s a split second of confusions….and then you see the ball rolling on the ground.

Romo fumbled the snap.

He quickly picked it up and tried to run it in. He could have easily got a touchdown, and only needed about a yard for the first down and it would have been over. But the Seahawks defence stopped him just inches short.

Seahawks win 21-20.

It was now about 3am. How the hell was I supposed to sleep after watching all this?? So I decided to throw back a few glasses of my dad’s homemade wine and hit the sack. I had a terrible sleep, but I doubt it was anywhere near as bad as Tony Romo’s slumber.

Watching the post-game interviews was heartbreaking. Romo was holding back the tears as hard as he could, but everyone knows that this has tarnished his entire career, if not ended it. He may never be able to shake the psychological effect of this one slip up.

But Romo, if you’re reading this, I just want you to know that myself and fellow fugaze staff writer and Cowboys fan Mr Wenn are still Romo-sexuals. Without your stellar performance this season the Cowboys wouldn’t have even come close to making the playoffs. Ending the Colts undefeated season back in November was more than any Cowboys fan could ask for. And despite the team’s lack-luster performance in December, you turned it all around last night. You almost achieved the impossible. 1 point and a few inches is the only thing that prevented this. Cowboys fans (well, me and Mr Wenn) hope that you can shake this off and come back next season with Parcells and TO and make some more magic.

And if that doesn’t make you feel better, maybe this little piece of wisdom will - You’re still better than Bledsoe.

Few can dispute that the majority of professional athletes (with the exception of Olympians and male porn stars) are grossly overpaid.
That being said, most of these sports men/women often endure pain and suffering in order to somewhat justify their million dollar paycheques:
The football player that plays with a broken hand.
The hockey player that steps on the ice with a broken ankle.
The boxer that returns to the ring after his 12th concussion.
The gymnast that maintains a firm dismount after breaking multiple leg bones.
The Soccer player that takes a slide tackle to the jib jabs and presses on.
The basketball player that sits out 5 games with a bruised knee.
What??
Right off the bat, I’ll admit that I am biased in that I am a tremendous fan of hockey and football.
I enjoy watching basketball, and believe that they are some of the most talented athletes in the world.
But I find it utterly ridiculous how pussy assed most professional basketball players have become these days. It seems all too often that a marquee player is put on the IR for injuries that would make a golfer chuckle.
And if and when a fight does break out in a basketball game, the resulting ‘brawl’ often resembles a crowd of 10 year old girls btich slapping each other in the schoolyard.*
Take a look at this article, which further enhances my point:
http://www.thestar.com/Sports/article/164332
I’m interested to hear your thoughts.
*See recent Carmelo Anthony ‘fight’
 

We came.

We saw.

We train wrecked.

I’ve always wondered how they do this (and by always I mean the last 3 years since this has been in use). Even though it just looks like a simple yellow line, the fact that it is never displayed over the players always made me think that it was more complex. Turns out I was right (for once)

Link

Greatest Running Back of all time.

All time leader in Rushing Yards.

3 Super Bowl Championships.

And most importantly, can cut a rug better than AC Slater:

http://www.ew.com/ew/article/commentary/0,6115,1560108_3_0_,00.html

How bout dem Cowboys!