Gosh, I wonder what Jerry Jones is going to do with all of those barrels of anointing oil now?
The end of last night's Dallas-Seattle game was eerily similar to the end of the game in the film of North Dallas Forty. In the movie, the team had just scored a touchdown that would have tied the game, but the bible-thumping, straitlaced backup quarterback muffed the extra point snap and everyone went into the locker room nice and angry - leading to a nice scene where the late John Matuszak, essentially playing himself, got to scream with gusto at one of the assistant coaches.
Right after Thanksgiving, Dallas looked like the best team in the NFC, but for some reason the wheels just fell off in December. They played much better last night, but now head into the off-season facing the realization that the Seahawks did not win that game; the Cowboys lost it.
As much as I despise Dallas, you have to feel for Tony Romo. I imagine this will wake him up at nights many times between now and the first kickoff next fall.
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