Almost nine years ago, when I chose the University of Minnesota, I was asked the predictable questions.
“Isn’t it cold there?”
“Doesn’t it snow up there?”
“Are there any black people in MN?” (Shout out to Chris Rock)
All of which, I have to admit I understood just as much as I (In my own condescending way) expected to hear.
It didn’t matter. I had made the decision and I was moving to Minneapolis.
One day someone, I can’t remember who, but some…person asked, “Are they gonna make a Vikings fan out of you?”
The very thought made me sick to my stomach. How could I, the kid who’d loved nothing more than America’s Team, THE Dallas Cowboys, ever become a Vik-? I’m sorry. I can’t even type it.
Within days of my arrival on campus I became known for, if not seen as an extension of the Dallas Cowboys. Like most Cowboys fans, I talk NFL football with the feeling that, having witnessed the highs and lows that associated with an admiration for America’s Team, we have seen more than the fan has. Is it fair? No. Is the attitude warranted at all? I’d argue it was, but that’s not what this is about.
This Sunday the Dallas Cow boys, my Dallas Cowboys took one hell of a “”butt whoopin’” from the Minnesota Vikings. The dismissal from the playoffs was not only disappointing. It was just plain embarrassing.
I hear that a local television news team bet on the game and as a result, had to wear Vikings jersey’s on the air. To quote Colt McCoy, “I’- I”- I’.” Sometimes you really can’t put into words the way you feel. You can’t say it because there really aren’t any words. Sunday afternoon. I felt I could empathize with McCoy. Unfortunately, self expression is in the job description.
It is for that reason, and my love for the city and its Vikings fans, I must now eat my words. The Vikings were the better team this year. The win at New Orleans, though monumental at the time, dose not matter. The emergence of wide receiver Miles Austin and cornerback Mike Jenkins do not matter. The defensive swagger and chemistry that have seemed to form with the additions of safety Gerald Sensenbaugh and linebacker Keith Brooking are now irrelevant to the NFL and the very thing that brings the fans and very teams together, the path to the Lombardy Trophy. Championship.
Does saying that, imply that I consider myself, or should ever be considered by others as a Minnesota Vikings fan? Not at all. Blasphemy! The Superbowl is the reason for the season. I simply have to make be as good a sport as the many real Vikings fans that I harassed in my time in Minneapolis/ St. Paul have been. The Vikings are better than the Cowboys.
Y’all were right. I was completely wrong to pick the fight. (With shame and the look of someone who has eaten rancid butter)
I close with a quote from a text forwarded me Sunday night.
“Win, lose or tie. ‘Cowboys fan till I die.”
This isn’t over. I’ll be right here talkin’ my Cowboys ‘til opportunity presents’.
-III
Special and heartfelt shouts out to Shelia Livingston, Jennifer LeGrand-Reiter, Dallas Weekly.com contributors Jerold A. Wells Jr. and Isaiah Potts. Your help and everything I am have made me everything I am.








