I’m done.
The first football game I remember watching was Super Bowl VI in 1972 when the Cowboys beat the Dolphins. Roger Staubach, Drew Pearson, Bob Lilly and Tom Landry were my boyhood idols.
I remember my Dad disavowing the Cowboys after the way Jerry fired Landry. I knew there needed to be a change, so I wasn’t as unforgiving as Dad. The three Super Bowl victories in the ‘90s validated me sticking by them, although I started having doubts when Switzer was hired.
Five or Six years ago I became an ambivalent fan. I vowed not to give Jerry another dime, refused to go to a game even if someone else was paying. I was ok with the Cowboys winning or losing. If they won, it was good because I was a fan. If the lost, I was okay with that too because I knew it probably upset Jerry.
Now, I will actively root against Dallas until the Jones’s are no longer part of the team. I realize this is probably a lifelong decision for me, but whatever.