Authors
Trip
Clint
I was born in Dallas, Texas and pretty much started my devotion to the Dallas Cowboys before I can even remember. I know that I attended games when they were still playing in the Cotton Bowl, when Craig Morton was the Quarterback. The first gift I ever asked for was a Dallas Cowboy helmet. I got it. I can remember watching the 1977 season and finally understanding what was going on (and yeah, that’s the year we whipped the Broncos in the Super Bowl). I lived in Colorado that year, wore my Dallas Cowboy shirts to school every day and had about 36 gazillion fights. But we won, so it was worth it.
My devotion was formed in the greatest of the Landry years and tempered in the later lean times. When Jerry Jones and Jimmy Johnson led the Cowboys to a 1-15 season I never missed a game. I was a fan - even though I lived in New York at the time (and yeah, the Giants were good then). I took a lot of abuse, but I endured, as did the Cowboys winning three Super Bowls in four years. That was worth it, too.
I became a full-time minister and spent over three years living in Eastern Europe as a missionary. No televised football (except the sissy European crap called soccer here in the real world). Thank God for the internet. I would get online and listen to the games online and keep up with NFL.com’s real time game tracker. So when the Cowboys played on Monday night, the game would start about 3:30 AM. Long days. That was worth it, too. So anyway, after I got back to the USA, my old high school buddy, Trip and I started talking about doing a blog together, devoted to our team. We ended up with www.bleedingblueandsilver.com, which led to our partnering with Die Hard Sports Fan. That’s my story and I am sticking to it.
