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2012-2013 Regular Season: Felling Philly & Bolstering For A Brownout
 
November 17, 2012  At 11:40 PM CST
By Eric M. Scharf
 
Historical NFL rivalries – particularly those involving the NFC East – normally require no extra incentive, nor any calling the cavalry.

The Dallas Cowboys were set to face the Eagles up in their wretched hive of scum and villainy . . . otherwise known as the Linc in Philly. Their fans are notorious for behaving so badly – like a Michael Vick-abused pet . . . that there was always a judge and jail just waiting for them back in their old venue called “the Vet.”

Word has it the Liberty Bell – an iconic symbol of American Independence – was originally cracked by angry “E-gals” fans . . . in what was clearly the start of their love-hate ambivalence.

After previously seeing the Atlanta Falcons fly a bit further than the Cowboys – handing them their second loss in a row . . . fans knew Philadelphia was probably the very last place “America’s Team” wanted to go.

Cowboys Nation knew Dallas and Philly had simultaneously reached the pinnacle of self-destruction . . . and the usual pre-game mud-slinging – under the circumstances – was both useless and downright silly.

Cowboys Nation – once again – had every reason to expect more late game play botching . . . during another round of unfavorable bird watching.

Best In The Nest

When the Eagles were announced, the familiar song from “Rocky” was traditionally blaring to go along with fans so glaring. Once the game started, the Cowboys reasonably withstood their first-half wave and surprisingly pounced.

Cowboys Nation expected the worst, but America’s Team delivered their well-rounded best in the Eagles’ nest. Dallas had a balanced attack in all three phases of the game . . . the likes of which – over the past 16+ years – they always seem to lack.
 
 
While Romo and his “reliable” receivers performed relatively error-free – absorbing three sacks and aggressive wide nine attacks – Ryan’s Roughnecks were able to rope the Eagles’ offense and restrict it to limited significance.

After a mere 12 plays, Vick was done for the day . . . and never had a chance to torment Dallas in his exciting ways. His rookie backup Nick Foles stepped in and did an admirable job . . . until succumbing to the Roughnecks of Rob. Just when fans would have expected Andy Reid to lean heavily on his lead sled dog, it did not happen . . . but Dallas still did well to keep LeSean McCoy from looking too much like a man among boys.
 
Brandon Carr was finally able to get into the mix with a timely pick six . . . while Hatcher and Spencer were able to convert a goal line strip-sack into a touchdown dispenser. And while he may not have gotten in on scoring defensive points in the Eagles' joint, no one – once again – was playing harder than Big Bad Bruce Carter. He continues directing ever-changing starters, and he had a team-leading 10 tackles. He continues to prove that filling in for Sean Lee is no mere smear of spackle.

Special teams delivered a solid performance for America's Team – with Brian Moorman being precise and Dwayne Harris running one back for a touchdown so nice . . . in keeping with the punting theme.

While the Cowboys surprised their fans with some of their best in Philly’s nest, they headed home with even more issues they needed addressed.

From Error To Injury

The Cowboys’ win against the Eagles in Philly was both refreshing and perplexing.

Cowboys’ defenders – two in particular – were called off-sides SIX times on a mighty successful hard count. Even bandwagon fans understand these issues of mental toughness must be corrected, or they will continue to mount.
 
Jason "The Hatchet Man" Hatcher understands that multiple off-sides penalties – let alone just one per game – are reserved for DeMarcus Ware . . . that he simply should not dare. And, yet, with Hatcher getting nailed for the fourth time – in the same game – he still performed well enough to prevent his multi-mental lapse from being a total crime.

Morris “Claymore” Claiborne spent much of his second straight game imploding like a rookie rodent rather than exploding like a mentally sturdy first round pick upon his opponent. It was – once again – refreshing for fans to hear one of Ryan's Roughnecks (in Claiborne) immediately embrace his bad breaks. He guaranteed – to the press, his teammates, and Cowboys Nation – that he has the maturation to correct such mistakes.
 
This practice of clearly admitting self-made errors has yet to be adopted by some of the Cowboys' offensive mental terrors . . . but I digress with a fan-appreciated way to confess.

From mental error to relentless injury, Dallas is on the edge of incendiary. Fans can pick almost any roster spot, and they will be hard-pressed to not find a new guy in that slot. While professional sports teams always want to keep their talent wealth in the very best of health, the crucial development of roster depth can give the Cowboys a wider breath.
 
Teams that can afford to simply churn their rosters on a whim . . . do not find their talent to be slim. If there was ever another team – over the past 3 years – that has been too banged up to afford a long list of bench warmers, it has been the Dallas Cowboys . . . who need all 53 active men to be reasonably capable game day performers.
 
The Cowboys – like the NFL Champion Giants and Packers before them – must keep doing their reasonable best with timely free agents and their available roster . . . or continue resembling a competitive imposter.

Will They Or Won’t They?

Dallas has returned triumphant from the City of Brotherly Hate . . . with Jason Garrett outdueling Andy Reid in the latest iteration of "Hot Seat Gate." Garrett's Gang arrives back at Cowboys Stadium – physically feeling a little less than great . . . and just in time for a Brown ‘N Serve date.

The Cowboys – as usual – cannot afford to take themselves too seriously without a matching effort so furiously. The Cleveland Browns have nothing to gain but more confidence . . . with a potential win outside their conference.

The Cowboys can overlook the hard-nosed Browns at their own peril . . . and risk making them look like dominant hounds so feral.

Will the Cowboys be ready for another trap game and approach it with the right mental frame?

Will the Cowboys’ mash unit scramble enough functional fill-ins to discourage Cleveland from being too willin’?

Will Dallas beat the Browns and – GASP – beat the Redskins on Turkey Day . . . to miraculously find themselves closing in on the division lead, just a half game away?
 
Will the Cowboys – and their ramshackle roster – be able to avoid a game-losing Brown out . . . with another all-points route?

Will the Cowboys – for the second consecutive game – be able to thrive . . . or see their season fall back into a nosedive?
 
Will the Dallas Mavericks' recent victory over the Cleveland Cavaliers give Cowboys Nation a spiritual reason for greater cheers?
 
Will America's Team lower themselves to their opponent's level . . . allowing the Mike Holmgren chatter to start up all over again?

We shall see. We always do.