Oct 15, 1977; Los Angeles, CA, USA FILE PHOTO; New York Yankees outfielder Reggie Jackson (44) is congratulated at the dugout by Billy Martin (right) after hitting a home run against the Los Angeles Dodgers during the 1977 World Series at Dodger Stadium. The Yankees defeated the Dodgers 4 games to 2. Mandatory Credit: Dick Raphael-US PRESSWIRE

Think about it: if someone broke all the NHL scoring records, would he become the “Great One”?  Nope, that is Wayne Gretzky.  If a ball player had several post-seasons where he smashed home run after home run, would he become “Mr. October”?  Nope, that is Reggie Jackson.  Wes Welker sure made a lot of plays this season, do you think anyone ever considered calling him “The Playmaker”?  I doubt, that’s Michael Irvin.

Get over it.  The Dallas Cowboys are, and always will be, ‘America’s Team’.  No one else can ever be ‘America’s Team’.  You can discuss who is the most popular team in the NFL, but being the most popular team will still not make another franchise ‘America’s Team’.

The notion that the Green Bay Packers are ‘America’s Team‘ because they happen to be (for argument’s sake) the most popular franchise during one season while boasting a undefeated record is just asinine. Leaving aside how incredibly flawed that survey was, the Green Bay Packers would have to …………click here to continue reading at www.sportdfw.com

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I would rather have flaming bamboo shoved under my fingernails than cheer for this man because of a fantasy league(Credit: Kirby LeeUS PRESSWIRE)

From the very beginning fantasy football seemed asinine/ludicrous to me: I am a Dallas Cowboy fan, that means I hate every other team and every player that doesn’t play for the Cowboys. There are surprisingly few exceptions to my rule against not liking any non-Cowboy players: I can only think of the occasional ‘all-century team’ player like Barry Sanders or Walter Payton, and a few former Cowboys like Emmitt as a Cardinal or Dorsett as a Bronco.

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• I have been away from home several times at Christmas. When I send gifts home, I wrap one daughter’s gifts all in metallic blue paper with silver bows and the other’s all in silver paper with dark blue bows. I don’t put any name tags on the gifts. The first year I did this, I got a frantic call from both of them at the same time concerned that I had absent-mindedly mixed up their gifts (imagine the drama if one of them had to endure the tragedy of opening something that wasn’t for them). I explained that all of the gifts with blue paper were for one of them, and all the ones in silver were for the other. I told them that I wouldn’t tell them which was which until they figured out the significance of the colors. It only took about 2 minutes for them to figure out. Now they immediately call and blandly ask, “Who is home and who is away?”

• Before I tell the next story, I want to make one thing very clear: I do not condone violence.  Fighting is for troglodytes and idiots; it is juvenile, immature, and even women of average intelligence find it repulsive.  That being said, the last time I actually got in a fist fight was shortly after the Thanksgiving Day game when the Miami Dolphins beat the Cowboys on the blunder by Leon Lett.  Some Dolphin’s fan I barely knew kept teasing me and teasing me, even after several warnings.  A few days later we were drinking, he started chirping about the Cowboys again, and eventually it got ugly.  I ended up facing disciplinary action from the school, but I didn’t get expelled, so it was worth it! If I had it to do over again, I would probably just bitch-slap him the first time he said something disrespectful, that would have ended things before they escalated into something worse.
  

( I have always felt terrible that Leon Lett’s accomplishments on the field were overshadowed by the 2 very hard-to-forget gaffes, one losing them a game to the Dolphins and the other occurring in the Super Bowl. I was elated this year when Snickers organised a collective effort by the Cowboy Nation to forgive the Big Cat – our own Seth Jones met Leon as part of this process; his account of that day can be read here. )

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