Sunday, September 10, 2017

How 'Bout Them Cowboys?

Backstory for this year's trip:  We've been together for 9 years now, and it's awesome to have your sweetie along with you.  It's awesomer with two bikes for a number of reasons... You have more room to pack two people's worth of stuff (haul your own damn hair dryer!) and God forbid if a bike breaks down, neither of us is stranded.  We're leaving a dead bike and a lot of gear alongside the road, but nobody is sleeping along Iowa Route 37 with no cell signal.  And with identical bikes and a rudimentary tool kit, we can start swapping parts until we find a problem.  This has happened more than once, most recently a week ago.

We decided long ago to save Texas for one year when the Eagles travel to Dallas early in the season, and we'd make that our road trip.  How I ended up with a Cowboys fan, I"ll never know. God works in mysterious ways.  But we love our football, and we love our road trips. 

So every year, we eagerly await the NFL schedule release in mid-April before planning the year's trip.  And, of course, the Eagles have not been to Dallas earlier than November in 15 years.  Roger Goodell, kiss my ass.  We finally had enough this year and decided we're going to Texas regardless.  The middle of summer was out, since it's 110 down here, and imagine New Orleans with the 99.9% humidity.  Spring would have been perfect, but we had a lot going on with Jesse moving to Erie and could not make it work.  So, hurricane season it is.

As it started coming together, I realized we'd be right around Dallas right around opening weekend.  Sure enough, the Boys were at home, and Donna had a birthday coming up in August.  A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.  So, I got tickets, and we booked 3 nights a few miles from the stadium, at a hotel with a game-day shuttle.

So yesterday was settling in, and today is all about the game.  The bikes have not been started. This stadium is perfect for Texas, outsized and opulent.  Donna found a "tailgate" since we obviously can't do that on our own; this event is under tent with video screens and a DJ, free food, beer, and margaritas.  Texas style.







I wore my Eagles shirt to a Dallas-NY Giants game, and got very little grief.  There were plenty of Giants fans everywhere, and they ended up quite disappointed.  There was a father and son next to us, and I said something about Eli Manning, and the kid deadpanned, "Jesus, he stinks even more in person."

Yes.  Yes, he does.

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