In a couple days, Cowboys training camp starts. This is something of a minor holiday for me, and it's pretty much practice. Believe it or not with as much time as I spend on the Rangers here, my passion for the Rangers, while enormous, pales in comparison to my passion for the Cowboys. For most of my life, I have lived and breathed Silver and Blue. Come late July, the Cowboys and the NFL are my life's obsession.
But not this year. Oh, sure, I care, but there's one little thing getting in my way more than usual.
See, if sports teams are relationships, the Cowboys have always been my wife, and the Rangers have been a best friend. And while I'd normally be giving the wife all the attention in the world right now, I find myself looking at the friend in ways I never have before. Really wrong ways, if we weren't talking about sports.
When the Rangers are busy winning bundles of games in Boston and Detroit, and when they've got a chance to put the division away earlier than I ever could have expected, and when they have a chance to do something really special, it's just very hard to pay much mind to football when they're not even playing exhibition games yet.
And I don't care. This is so much fun, the Cowboys are just going to have to deal with me spending less time with them. Besides, the Rangers are a cheaper date.
And I have to imagine I'm not the only DFW sports fan who feels this way. I don't think the Cowboys popularity vs. the Rangers is a sign no one will ever obsess about the Rangers. I think it's a sign that DFW sports fans are passionate and will root for the Rangers as soon as they're an awesome, young, talented team with a bright present and future.
Hey, what do you know? Follow through, Rangers.