By Toph…
Well, it’s officially happened. Romo has ruined my life. Not only has he turned my 2 of my favorite things into complete shit. My fantasy team is done, and it’s his fault. Final Final blows and it’s his fault.
A Rams fan (who’s at Final Final every week) bought Ryan and I drinks on Sunday because he felt bad for us. Let me repeat that: He felt bad for us. Us. Cowboys fans. A Rams fan felt bad for us. So he bought us drinks. At what point does this start being funny?
I just couldn’t believe what I was watching on Sunday. When the second interception happened, I just started laughing. It wasn’t a pretty sight. I really thought I my insides were going to explode. I’m trying to figure out the movie character I was slowly becoming. It was like, I was mad, real mad. Then, that anger slowly became a calm, collected state. I just watched in awe. Lastly, I started laughing uncontrollably. It was a little sadistic. But, I really can’t make any sense of any of this. This was your Super Bowl team. Now? There’s no quarterback, the electric rookie running back is injured, the shutdown corner is injured, the hard-hitting safety is done for the year, the changed life corner is suspended again and the new receiver who came home didn’t have a single catch. Could things be any worse for the Cowboys right now? Oh, right, Brad Johnson is the QB.
Wow, Brad Johnson was really terrible. Some of his throws, when he actually had time to throw, weren’t even remotely close. He overthrew T.O. by 10 ft. on one play and Roy Williams by 20 on another. I really wondered if Patrick Crayton could have done a better job as QB yesterday. Hell, I wondered if I could have done a better job at QB yesterday.
Oh, by the way, I’m not writing this a person who looks at the entire NFC East today. No, I’m writing this as a person from Dallas - a person who is hurting.
I’ve talked about this before, but I must reiterate this to my fellow Texans.
The Stars have only managed 1 win so far, and the Mavs season looks terribly bleak. I’m actually looking forward to the Rangers next year. The fucking World Series hasn’t been played and I’m looking forward to the Rangers. I’ve never looked forward to the goddamned Rangers. I HATE MY LIFE!!! I FUCKING HATE IT!!!
OK, it’s not over yet. Something could happen. Romo could come back this week, and be OK. Wade Phillips could suddenly grab a clue. Mark Cuban could make a trade and wake the old guys up. Dirk could go into I’m-doing-it-my-fucking-self mode and kill everyone on the court. Turco could learn how to stop a puck. The Stars could actually stop someone. The Rangers could get solid pitching in the offseason. These things could happen, Dallasites. I’m serious. It’s not over, yet. Just ask the people of New England. It could be worse.
Who am I kidding… GO LONGHORNS! (and Longhorns only)

5 Comments, Comment or Ping
EMAN
I feel your pain. GO LONGHORNS!
Oct 20th, 2008
Christian
Somehow, this article is a metaphor for my relationship. Things were looking so good and so promising, everyone was touting how strong my relationship was, and then in the blink of an eye, I end up with Brad Johnson running my game. Ugh.
But for you, fine friend? Well…your team sucks. I got nothing for you. There’s no consolation.
Oct 21st, 2008
Toph
Who touted how strong your relationship was?
Oct 21st, 2008
jon
it was me
Oct 21st, 2008
Toph
that just gave him expectations he couldn’t meet.
you’re messed up dude.
Oct 21st, 2008
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