Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Thank you, but...




Why the Cowboys?

My first true heartbreak as a sports fan came when the Cowboys beat the Broncos in Super Bowl XII.

We had very little money, but my parents rented a motel room in Tabernash because the motel had cable§ TV. In the mountains in 1978, we rarely saw a clear TV picture.

Cowboys. *pffft*

Vapors.


FOOTNOTE (crossed): ... frickin' ...

FOOTNOTE (double-crossed): As in "Where in the hell is Tabernash, Colorado?" For those of you scoring at home, I have also lived in "Where in the hell is Gunnison, Colorado?"

§FOOTNOTE (swerved): And colour!

3 comments:

handeyecrafts said...

The NFL has, very obviously, been keeping track of you for over 30 years. They had to try the in-helmet microphone technology somewhere off the field.

CatKnits said...

I hate the Cowboys, too. Who said they were America's football team? But your name looks great on that jersey. Ha!

Marin (AntiM) said...

I love the way you think, Kim. Because now it's all about me.

I was an exchange student in Mexico, Kitty Cat, and one of the first things I learned to say was, "The Cowboys can'd ride the Broncos."

[Los Vaqueros no pueden montar los Broncos.]