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2011-2012 Regular Season: Escaping The Scalp (Again)
 
November 22, 2011  At 12:20 AM CST
By Eric M. Scharf
 
The Cowboys headed to Washington, D.C. fresh off their Buffalo burger feast.

Just hearing the word “Redskins” can make the skin of a Cowboys fan crawl.

Fans – every last one of ‘em – know what is at stake during Redskins week.

Cowboys – every last one of ‘em – (are supposed to) know what is at stake during Redskins week. Recent results of this rivalry – over the past few years – suggest otherwise . . . especially with the diverse disparity in talent enjoyed by Dallas.

 
 
The Cowboys lead the all-time series by a comfortable margin, but they have never been able to get too comfortable no matter the lead or location.
 
The revenge-filled Redskins added Tashard "The Cut Cowboy" Choice to their roster – hoping to bolster their lean running back machine . . . and quite possibly seeking verbal hooks from a potential Cowboys playbook crook.

 
 
Was Dallas going to allow the Redskins to – once again – close the gap enough to claim the Cowboys’ scalp?

Another Close Encounter

Fans – most but not all – figured the Cowboys could mail it in at FedEx Field against an undermanned and underperforming Redskins team . . . but fortune does not favor the figuring.

The Cowboys entered the game much healthier than during their first “Close Encounter of the Redskins Kind” earlier this season.

Tony Romo was completely healthy for the first time since his second offensive play of the San Francisco 49ers game . . . and on a mistake-free mission over the last couple games.

Laurent Robinson had emerged as a fully-fledged third wide receiver . . . who could be as productive as a first or second receiver depending on the amount of defensive attention rolled his way on any given Sunday.

Jason Witten was as ready and steady as ever, while Dez Bryant has been displaying more game-in and game-out reliability.

 
 
DeMarco Murray had established himself as a new and true workhorse running back who can rush in-between the tackles, outside the tackles, and in space – as well as catch out of the backfield – all with a smooth combination of agility, speed, and strength.

The Cowboys offensive line seemed to be fine – with Montrae “Entrée” Holland finally looking to gobble up more defenders than delicious food . . . and Derrick Dockery returning from leg damage.

Ryan’s Roughnecks had returned to their score-restricting, turnover-touting, sack-stacking ways . . . and keeping their opponents’ rushing totals at a reasonable-but-not-great rate.

Dan Bailey continued to be the man – kicking ‘em fresh daily – and Mat McBriar was dealing with foot injury misery in order to keep kicking it higher.

Once the gun sounded and the game was over . . . Romo had thrown for nearly 300 yards, three touchdowns (to Witten, Bryant, and Robinson), and made zero turnovers. Murray had rumbled for 73 hard-earned yards on 25 workhorse carries . . . without the assistance of forceful fullback Tony Fiammetta. Ryan’s Roughnecks had three sacks, an interception, a fumble recovery, and held the Redskins to 60 yards rushing. Dan Bailey had confidently converted two-for-two on field goals.
 
 
 
 
Tashard Choice (who fell from competitive Cowboy to floundering Redskins fill-in) failed to help his new team get a read or draw a bead on Dallas. He was involved in a verbal hook alright – and it read "Do not let the door hit you on the way out and remember to turn out the light."

The Cowboys – to someone who had not watched the game – had won another close, hard-fought contest 27-24 against those tribal troublemakers, the Redskins.

The Cowboys – to someone who had watched the game – had done well in getting up 10-0 to start their pre-gobble-day game. An overturned fumble recovery – which might have eventually led to another Cowboys touchdown and a 17-0 lead – was followed by a slow-and-steady pile of mistakes . . . which nearly allowed the Redskins to scalp the star from Dallas’ head and gain some well-deserved street cred.
 
Those mistakes were almost a crime – forcing the Cowboys to unnecessarily endure overtime.

Those mistakes – to the satisfaction of Cowboys fans everywhere – did not come from Tony “Totally Responsible” Romo, even though he missed a few opportunities . . . and his offensive line allowed a concerning four sack stack that could have landed Romo dangerously on his back (and putting him in another Kevlar rib bib).

 
 
Those mistakes – aside from a rare McBriar shank and Witten fumble (kept by the Cowboys) – had to come from somewhere.
 
McBriar's shank may have stank – and created a short field through which the Redskins could crank – but Matt did not go into the tank . . . and fans can take that to the bank.

Those mistakes ironically came mainly from Ryan’s Roughnecks – mixed in with the big plays they made on the day. Terrible T-Rex Grossman looked positively productive for the prehistoric performer he usually resembles – making his second string ensemble appear indomitable . . . and creating an unnecessarily close encounter.
 
 
 
 
Those mistakes may have been the result of powerful preparation by Shanahan at every offensive station – but it is very improbable and nearly impossible to get a broken down unit with inexperienced replacements out of the basement.

Those mistakes could have also – in part – come from the Redskins’ mastery of the art of heart.

The Art Of Heart

Each division within the NFL is known for its regional rivalries, and the NFC East is no different.

The NFC East, in fact, has displayed some of the most brutal battles ever seen . . . and yet the rage has been strangely one-sided.

The Eagles, Giants, and Redskins always show up like a screaming hoard, and the Cowboys usually stroll in aloof, disinterested, and bored.

The Eagles, Giants, and Redskins are fueled by the anger of their fans – against the historical, mega-marketed, and perceived arrogance of America’s Team – and the Cowboys act like they have other plans.

While the Eagles, Giants, and Redskins certainly do not display heart against all the teams they face, heart is absolutely second nature to them when competing against the Cowboys.

 
 
When the Cowboys were one of the unquestioned, most talented, and most successful teams in the NFL, it was acceptable – if not amusing – to see Dallas drooling from boredom at facing so much fodder . . . rather than thirsting for the chance to devastate a team that was dead in the water.

It is with great pain and resignation that Cowboys Nation admits . . . Dallas has not been so dominating since the early 1990’s and – even then – they did not completely crush the competition on any given Monday, Thursday, or Sunday.

While the Cowboys are on a roll with three straight victories and a tie for first place in the NFC East, one false move . . . and they could be back among the ranks of the least.

The Redskins game would not have been such a nail-biter if the Cowboys had performed more like a bloodthirsty prize fighter.
 
NFL football is a game of emotion and – sometimes, no matter how talented your team – you need a little extra to accelerate your locomotion.

The Cowboys might never show up truly “meaner” because – as with Wade Phillips – they have simply adopted Garrett’s demeanor. While Rob Ryan is the right person to ensure the Dallas defense does its job or die tryin’, I digress with this mental mess.

No one – from fans to prognosticators to the Cowboys themselves – wants to belabor the point, but solving matters of the heart might just prevent Dallas from being prematurely punted from a potential playoff joint.

The Cowboys need to master the art of heart – and from their division rivals they can finally break apart . . . and possibly bring the NFC East crown back to town.

Stealth Health

The Cowboys find themselves on a bit of a roll but – right on cue – the injury bug has begun to bite a bit more and take its toll.

The Cowboys have to deal with injuries just like any NFL team, but some of their walking wounded seem stuck with stealth health – struggling to find it and desperate to recover despite it.

Tony Fiammetta has an “undisclosed illness,” and his continued absence may mean the Cowboys will be rushing less.

Miles Austin has been in a hamstring hangover, and fans can only hope he can return before the season is over.

Mike Jenkins has done less defensive stinkin’, and fans would love to learn he is fixin’ to return, and get his cornerback kicks in.

Gerald Sensabaugh has been a free safety hoot and – hopefully – he can make a quick return against the Dolphins and shed his walking boot.

John Kitna should simply relax his sore back and help keep Stephen McGee ready in case of an unforeseen Romo attack.

Will They Or Won’t They?

The resurgent Miami Dolphins swim into Cowboys Stadium – led by a familiar cast from the Cowboys’ past.

The Dolphins are different – they are not cute, they will be in hot pursuit, and they will try to loot the ‘Boys every possible way on Turkey Day.

The Cowboys cannot afford to be politically correct or environmentally friendly against a Miami team proving so deadly. The Cowboys simply cannot play it dolphin safe . . . and pull up lame in yet another trap game.

The Cowboys – once again – get the benefit of playing at home on Thanksgiving Day, but will Dallas and their fans take full home field advantage?
 
Can Murray keep marching for the yards that count . . . in the continued absence of path-finding Fiammetta?
 
Can Dez and Laurent continue to make up for the mileage lost in the missing-in-action Austin?
 
Fans – every last one of ‘em – should send a bouquet of stink weed to the Eagles for giving the Cowboys a share of the NFC East lead by beating the Sleeping Giants.

Now, “all the Cowboys have to do” is get one game ahead of the Giants – showing enough defiance to stay that way until the end of the season . . . and with good reason.

Will the Cowboys respond well to their timely good fortune?

Are the Cowboys on the verge of finishing up like it was the 1971 season – or are fans and players just dreamin’?

We shall see. We always do.