Cowboys, we have to talk. No, it’s not bad. It’s just, well… I think we need to take a week off. No, I don’t want to start seeing other teams. Oh come, on Cowboys. Don’t cry! It’s going to be ok. It’s just that, when I went to bed on Monday night, I didn’t say anything to you, because I didn’t want to say anything rash.
I was sitting there watching you flirt with the Chicago Bears, turning over the ball to them anytime they asked nicely. It just made me think that once upon a time, things were different. You remember back in the 90’s when you got me 3 Super Bowls for my birthday? Oh man, you sure were something back then.
Cowboys, we had some times, didn’t we? You remember that thing you used to do? You used to put the football in the end zone and it would get me so excited that I could scream. You would move the ball down the field so effectively – Nobody could hold a candle to you. But we were so young then and just swept up in the moment.
Then, I think we just got comfortable. For my part, I guess I expected you to be the same forever. I thought you would always be on top of your game, always the best team in the room. I think, in part, my very expectation made you complacent. Even when you let your game slip, I still bought your tickets and gear – I always thought of you in the same way as when we were young and full of success.
Have the Houston Texans caught my eye? Well, sure they look good over there, but they can’t ever replace you. I still love you, Cowboys. I just need a little time to think. I don’t want to say anything I can’t take back, so I just want to take the next week and reflect on where we go from here. It’s playoff time for the Rangers and I think we could both just use a little time apart.
I promise I’ll be back next week, and I’ll be just as excited as ever to see you. All I ask is that you spend our little time apart thinking of how to reignite our flame. Keep your chin up, Cowboys. Our best days might be right around the corner.