A Dollar’s Worth
By Alisa Dollar
Football is back.
The first thing Mr. D said to me this morning was “Why didn’t you remind me the Cowboys were playing last night?”
I am glad football season is approaching because I love college football and everything that goes with that, but I quit watching pro football years ago when their jewelry became heavier than the football.
Not to mention their less than stellar games played outside the football stadium.
Mr. D has remained faithful to the Cowboys even though that quarterback can be half way decent throughout the season and then drop the ball literally and physically “if” they make it to the playoffs.
Even my Wes Welker couldn’t help the guy.
Now that I have made Cowboy fans everywhere angry and got a chuckle from those who don’t like them – let’s talk Big 12.
I am so excited I can’t stand it!
We haven’t bought season tickets in three years (if you keep up with Texas Tech you will understand I was protesting the lousy coach we got dumped on us). Mr. D never quite felt that sting quite as badly, but by the time that coach got up and walked out even he was saying as an armchair quarterback position he was more accurately calling plays.
We have a young coach who is a former Red Raider. When I hear he is too young at 33, I point out Darrell Royal was 32 when he took over the Longhorns and the rest is history. I know football has changed a lot since then, but hey, I’m optimistic.
Not only did he coach the Heisman Trophy winner last year at A&M he is quite easy on the eyes.
This is where the guys roll their eyes and the ladies perk interest.
He has a five o’clock shadow (Mr. D thinks he needs to shave); wears Oakley’s, and let’s just say he’d be good competition for George Strait’s Wrangler ads.
Mr. D asks, “But can he coach?” Why is he always negative? Of course he knows he can coach and is as excited as I about getting back into that stadium. He just can’t understand how and why I can balance the game with the looks of the coach.
The answer to that is yes.
What is his point anyway?