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While we wait to see if the Birds will beat the ‘Boys tomorrow – and considering how the first two meetings went this season, you ought to cross your fingers and toes and anything else you have handy – I offer a personal list of the top 10 most hated Cowboys of my lifetime. Putting it together was a lot more fun than watching last week’s game.
10. Tom Landry: He was a fine man with a solid reputation, a coach lauded for his talent and character – which was the problem. He made the Cowboys respectable (even though he wore that silly hat). The Cowboys aren’t supposed to be respectable. Thankfully, Michael Irvin ushered in the infamous “White House” era and undid all Landry’s good PR work.
9. Pacman Jones: The prototypical Cowboy: talked big, played small, and had a well-documented fondness for strippers, firearms, frequent brushes with the law, and, of course, “making it rain.” Oh, and the nickname – you can’t forget the ridiculous nickname.

See the full article from “Philadelphia Inquirer”

While we wait to see if the Birds will beat the ‘Boys tomorrow – and considering how the first two meetings went this season, you ought to cross your fingers and toes and anything else you have handy – I offer a personal list of the top 10 most hated Cowboys of my lifetime. Putting it together was a lot more fun than watching last week’s game.
10. Tom Landry: He was a fine man with a solid reputation, a coach lauded for his talent and character – which was the problem. He made the Cowboys respectable (even though he wore that silly hat). The Cowboys aren’t supposed to be respectable. Thankfully, Michael Irvin ushered in the infamous “White House” era and undid all Landry’s good PR work.
9. Pacman Jones: The prototypical Cowboy: talked big, played small, and had a well-documented fondness for strippers, firearms, frequent brushes with the law, and, of course, “making it rain.” Oh, and the nickname – you can’t forget the ridiculous nickname.

See the full article from “Philadelphia Inquirer”

So the savvy people of Pasadena — the type of folks who overstudy the expiration dates on milk — somehow snag all these important national games, including five Super Bowls, even though they have no pro or college teams of their own. Good for them, I say.
And a popular choice it is. Apparently, tonight’s game will be the fifth-biggest-grossing sporting event of all time. And, no, that does not include any actual Confederate currency.
Certainly, it’s been an interesting couple of days in Old Pas. I’ve chatted up the ‘Bama fans, they of the houndstooth complexions. I’ve given strip club directions to young scholars from both schools, tried to keep them from wandering out into traffic during bouts of tipsy recklessness. It’s my way of giving back to a community that has given me so much.

See the full article from “Sun-Sentinel”