I was, literally, moaning in pain watching the collapse that "began" with T.O. droppping a 4th down pass that would have given Romo some confidence, the Cowboys a first down, and the city of Dallas some hope for the future.
Instead, the ball dropped to the ground, Romo collapsed, and Dallas weeps.
Via TFA
Short-term, the 3-3 Cowboys face a three-game road trip beginning Sunday at Carolina relying on an undersized panic button from tiny Eastern Illinois.
Long-term, they have lost the playoffs, Bledsoe and, ultimately, Parcells.
"I'm ashamed to put a team out there that played like that," says an emotionally vacant Parcells after the landmark loss at Texas Stadium. "We oughta apologize to the people who came out to watch."
It wasn't just the quarterbacks emulating soot and poo. In a pathetic performance that has us half-convinced a new NFL Internet hoax has been hatched, the Cowboys produce a prime-time pratfall. Safety Roy Williams trips over a referee in allowing a touchdown. Julius Jones totally whiffs on a block in surrendering a safety. Rowdy is allowed back on the field. Bradie James drops an interception. Owens muffs a fourth-down pass. And the organization even manages to cheapen the presentation of Hall of Fame rings to Troy Aikman and Rayfield Wright at halftime, providing a warm-up act of goofball fans racing remote-controlled pickups around a plastic track.
Says tight end Jason Witten, "We've got a lot more problems than quarterback."
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