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The most wonderful time of the year, my ass. Being a fan of “America’s Team” is one of the hardest obligations in sports, by far. We’re likely hated just as much, if not more than New York Yankees fans. When we’re winning, life in the sports world is a chariot ride through the imaginary town of Fanville looking at other futile teams struggle to even make a blip on the national radar. Unfortunately, all that seems to end soon after the Thanksgiving leftovers are consumed and Christmas lists are a nationwide discussion.

You see, I’m a true Cowboys fan. Nothing like these other suckers. My mother has been a loyalist since Tom Landry roamed the sidelines and growing up with her I naturally assumed the role. The sweet memories of my Cowboys Starter jacket and more Superbowl victories than I could fathom were great arguing points on the playground in elementary school. Keywords: elementary school. I’m done with my first semester of grad school and Dallas hasn’t won a Superbowl, let alone playoff game since. Years of heartbreak, semi-depression and embarrassment of tricking off games on the biggest of stages (see the Joe Jackson-esque beating Philly put on us last year) has defined the organization since the ’90′s. Oh, and we’re not even going to get into the Chan Gailey/Tee Martin/Ryan Leaf days.

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Enough aimless venting, however, back to December. It perplexes me as to why we can’t play in the final month of the calendar year. It’s like trying to understand why T-Mac can’t get past the first round of the playoffs or why Sammy Sosa thinks removing the pigment from his skin will get him into the Hall of Fame. I’ve begun crafting a proposal to Goodell and the league offices to consider playing the Superbowl on Thanksgiving. We’d win every year if that was the case. Maybe players are too worried about what to get their families for Christmas or mad at Jerry Jones for not giving out Christmas bonuses. Whatever it is, this shit has to stop because I’m giving myself high blood pressure and I’m not even 25 yet. In years past Romo would be the scapegoat, but even he is playing well through the first two weeks of the holiday-filled month. Hell, even the suddenly average Roy Williams has picked his production as of late.

And to make matters worse, we’ve got those Bourbon Street Bastards in the Superdome on Saturday night. One positive is Demarcus Ware may actually suit up after suffering a frightening injury on Sunday vs. the Chargers. If Dallas EVER needed to get off their December jinx, now would be as good of a time as ever. Ya heard me?

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