“Some people don’t have a life,” I was telling my parents on Sunday. “They’ve been counting down on Facebook the number of days, even hours, until the Cowboys pre-season opener today.”
I hadn’t even finished my sentence when Dad interrupted me. “Today?” he gulped.
“Yes,” I responded, but before I could finish my sentence, in the blink of an eye, Dad disappeared from the dinner table.
I looked across the living room, and there was Dad, already in his bedroom, with the TV tuned in to the Dallas Cowboys Hall of Fame game.
I sighed and rested my case.
The football season has unofficially begun, and for die-hard Cowboys fans, not a minute too soon. After last season’s disappointment — Dallas lost in the second round of the playoffs — fans are praying for a long-awaited Super Bowl win.
Cowboys have to win, right? After all, the Super Bowl will be played at the new Cowboys stadium in 2011. To not win would be a crime against … well … maybe not against humanity. … I mean, it is just football.
But try telling that to my cousin Gabriel and his wife Julie. Their wedding colors were silver and blue.
Or to my dad, who has a sign that reads, “On earth as it is in Texas.”