Dallas Cowboys Game

People often ask how I became a Cowboys fan, growing up in the D.C. area and going to college in Philly. The short of it is I grew up in a Cowboys household. How? It’s a somewhat entangled story involving my dad switching allegiances when he was younger because of a traumatic trade between the Eagles and Redskins. The result is everyone in my family immediately are Cowboys’ fans… for better or worse. One member of my extended family, my cousin Chris, also became a Cowboys fan for the same reason despite spending his entire life just outside Philly.

I’ve been to several Cowboys games in my life, including two in Dallas (ending up in the ER before one of them) and the career-ending game for Michael Irvin in Philly. I had not been to the new stadium and my cousin had never been to Dallas, so I decided several years ago I wanted to give him a trip to a game for his 40th birthday. We lived three states away growing up, but I always slept on his floor whenever we visited grandparents. We played video games, made crass jokes, and often laughed until our stomachs hurt. I don’t know if I’ve ever told him that he’s the closest thing I had to a brother growing up. So, yeah… we met in the middle for 48 hours of Cowboys fever.

I’d like to say I have a ton of really cool photos, but I don’t. I didn’t take my camera and we didn’t do much else than hang out in sports bars while we weren’t at the game, so there’s not much to see. Heck, neither of us even remembered to take a picture during the game! We didn’t know when we booked that this would be a season to forget, but at least it was a good game. I’m glad we went – we got to see the stadium, hang out with a bunch of Cowboys fans, and catch up on life.

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