I can’t even be happy about this win. Actually, I guess a little part of me can still be happy about a Cowboys W but this one was filled with rage and sadness. Mike McCarthy has brought out a fury in me that I didn’t know I had. The Cowboys offense is one of the most pathetic I’ve seen in some time. Shit play calling, shit play designs, and shit head coach running the whole thing. It makes to sick to my stomach and caused me to vomit uncontrollably at least 4 times this Monday night.
We offically have one play that works: Dak pass to Ceedee Lamb. Unfortunately, we only ran thatt play 7 fucking times. Dak’s biggest flaw tonight was his undying love for targeting Michael Gallup. I don’t know if it finished that way but for a long time those were his only incompletions tonight. Hey big fat dumbass: use Brandin Cooks and Ceedee Lamb and stop running the fucking ball for 2 yards a carry. I swear he loves running it up the gut for no gain more than his own wife. Any competent offensive coordinator couldn’t dropped 30 on that shit Chargers secondary.
It started pretty bad for the defense, but they got the job done tonight. They made Herbert look like shit all night and made plays when they had to. It was honestly kind of hard to judge because the refs interrupted the game every other play. I’d like to complain they were horrible for Dallas but I know LA got shafted a few times too. Those Zebras sure do love throwing those little yellow things on third downs at critical moments. Whatever, I guess it evened out enough for Dallas to take the W. Thank you to Micah Parsons to finally showing up and giving a monster sack on the final drive.
My hope for the season remains grim. I don’t see how we’ll be able to make a deep playoff push with this offense. I want to fight my TV at all times, throwing jabs like I’m Floyd. I knocked Mike McCarthy out so many times over the last few hours, left his ass cold on the canvas. Don’t even get me started on his cowardly decision to not take an end zone shot at the end of the first half. I wish Jerry would have the guts to leave his ass in Los Angeles. The problem is our roster is good enough to scrub out a few wins like this one and it’ll be just enough for Jerry’s dimentia to convince him that Mike McCarthy is good. It’s a sick fucking joke how he managed to put such a strong roster together but just can’t figure out the biggest issue staring at his cold dark lifeless eyes. It’s a good and sad day at the same time.
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