NO!!!
Well, at least not anymore of what I watched a few hours ago. For my [Dallas Cowboys] have evidently taken the mantra, hugs—not drugs, a little too seriously, and a holding penalty on the right offensive tackle negated the game-winning touchdown as time expired.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it can be argued that this one play did not cost them the game. For if they had been up by 2-3 touchdowns at the time, the holding penalty wouldn’t have mattered much. In response to that I would like to say, JUST SHUT UP!!!
Oops, adding more salt to my gaping wound, I suppose I am incurring the ire of the Grammar Nazis (AGAIN!) for a number of crimes against the English language. All I have to say is, JUST LEAVE ME ALONE AND GO PICK ON SOMEONE ELSE WHO WOULD DARE LEAVE THEIR PARTICIPLES JUST A-DANGLIN’!!!
No, as a matter of fact, I don’t feel any better now. For I am quite sure that [Crotchety] can't stop giggling like a school girl over his [New York (Football) Giants] beating the [Carolina Panthers] earlier in the day, and [Dickster] is probably still jumping up and down on the bed—being the diehard [Washington Redskins] fan he is.
Oh yeah, the season has just begun, but it is going to be a long, long one if my Cowboys don’t get their offensive linemen in a more anti-social mood. At least my [Arkansas Razorbacks] are playing like they are supposed to this year, and my [Cassville Wildcats] are acting like they just might win their third Class 3 Missouri State Football Championship in a row. Still, what do I have to really cheer about when my Cowboys make [Dan Hampton] out to be a genius?
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