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2014-2015 Regular Season: Cowboys Corral Colts And Ready For Redskins
 
December 23, 2014  At 11:56 PM CST
By Eric M. Scharf
 
“America’s Team” – always a national television attraction – had finished off the flippant Philadelphia flyers in fitting fashion.

Cowboys Nation had all of one fine evening to behold how Dallas faced Philly and did not fold . . . before hearing prognosticators begin to debate how the Cowboys might control their playoff fate.

Dallas would learn – by game time – the Washington Redskins had taken down a softened-up Eagles team . . . moving the Cowboys one critical step closer to achieving their playoff dream.

Dallas was preparing to face the Indianapolis Colts – who had already claimed their second consecutive AFC South division crown. The Colts were not the desperate San Diego Chargers – in grave danger of missing their tournament ticket – coming to town.

The Colts were a team that had (and continue to have) every excuse to rest weary star players . . . or potentially risk unfulfilled postseason prayers.

Andrew Luck’s favorite airtime targets – T.Y. Hilton and Reggie Wayne – were dinged up . . . with Hilton ruled out and Reggie playing through a torn triceps but producing little gain.

While the Colts’ physical challenges were well-documented leading up to this game . . . they still had Luck and enough capability across the roster to deliver a result that was anything but tame. Jason Garrett may have the Cowboys all-in on the “next man up” theme, but that approach is certainly not exclusive to America’s Team.

The Dallas Cowboys and their fans were – and remain – veterans of the NFL injury strain. Cowboys Nation have fantasized about how many playoff berths Dallas might have realized . . . with the healthy assistance of current (Sean Lee, Justin Durant) and former team members (DeMarcus Ware and Jay Ratliff) to help stoke performance embers.

The NFL – however and with so much parody – continues to mean “Not For Long” if you continue to miss the playoff party. The time is here and now – for the Dallas Cowboys to stop merely knocking on the tournament door . . . but to kick it in, and how.

Would the Cowboys prove too emotionally spent . . . from muscling an Eagles team that could no longer afford to pay first place rent?

Would the Colts play like the Bolts, go for broke, and try to force a Cowboys choke?

Horseshoes And Hand Grenades

Indianapolis won the coin toss but – strangely – chose to defer receiving the football until the second half. Successful late game surges by the Colts may have swayed the decision of their coaching staff.

The Colts kicked off, and the Cowboys got underway. They made it to their own 48 before the Colts began to show that they came to play. The Colts had the Cowboys ready to punt when they were suddenly called for taunting. Jerrell Freeman was a mental runt . . . and his 15 yard penalty would prove haunting.

The Cowboys used a mix of the usual suspects – Tony Romo, DeMarco Murray, and Witten – before connecting with Dez Bryant on a 4 yard score . . . and were ready for more. The refs would object – however – due to a Murray 5 yard illegal motion penalty. Once that issue was squared away, “The Han Clan” allowed Terrance Williams to come out and play. Romo quickly tagged him with a 9 yard touchdown pass . . . and what came next – and for the rest of the game – would have the Colts completely vexed. Dan Bailey made his extra point kick to make the touchdown officially click . . . and the Cowboys – far from crass – were about to become the teachers of an unexpected football 101 class.

The Colts got their first offensive shot, and the Cowboys proved too hot. They were forced to punt, but the Colts chose a trick play stunt . . . and their punter – Pat McAfee – blew his assignment, delivered poor pass alignment, and ensured another progress stunter.

The Cowboys took over and – before confused Colts fans could pull out a four leaf clover – Romo hit Bryant on a 19 yard touchdown dart . . . adding to what would – by day's end – become quite an offensive work of art.

The Colts gagged again – on their next possession – and they began to resemble helpless Romans in a hungry lion’s den.

From the first to the second quarter, the Colts continued to look out of order. The Cowboys made a smooth transition . . . with a Romo 24 yard touchdown pass to Cole Beasley to continue their scoring mission. The Cowboys popped their offensive claws – like Wolverine – and there was no one stop the fight or to intervene.

After Marinelli’s Men delivered another defensive stop, Romo and Co. were – once again – ready to pop. They marched down the field – from their own 33 – and a 1 yard Murray touchdown did that series yield.

After yet another Colts drive went nowhere – and just when fans thought Indianapolis could no longer care – their defense decided to play . . . causing the Cowboys to punt for the first time all day.

Luck was given another chance (with a little under 2 minutes left before intermission), the Colts’ offense looked ready to really advance, and their poor play appeared to finally be in remission. Luck drove the Colts from their own 25 down to the Cowboys’ 22 . . . when another of Marinelli’s Men joined the party, too. J.J. Wilcox intercepted a deep middle pass intended for Coby Fleener, and the Dallas defense could not have performed much cleaner.

The Cowboys led 28-0 at the half and everyone – from fans to prognosticators – was too shocked to laugh. Were the Cowboys really winning THIS easily . . . or were the playoff-bound Colts simply sleepwalking through the contest so uncaringly?

More than “a few” within Cowboys Nation – who have been conditioned to see Dallas prepped-and-ready for offseason vacation – might have been screaming that it was time to rest the Cowboys’ best. What to do, what to do . . . and did the refined roster depth really exist to sit any of you-know-who? Luck had previously proven capable of a courageous comeback and many “around the NFL world” were still absolutely shocked – as in disrespectful disbelief – at how handily the Colts were getting clocked . . . without ANY Luck-powered relief.

Jason Garrett knew what to do – with critical playoff entry, a division title, and tournament seeding still at hand . . . as “almost” only counts for horseshoes and hand grenades in “Cowboy Land”. Garrett maintained his method and was determined to rest his best . . . only when HE believed their goals were satisfied – or no longer achievable – would his starters be officially through.

The second half began as spectacularly as the first – with rookie linebacker Anthony Hitchens displaying uncommon burst in picking off a Luck pass at the Colts’ 24, which was intended for Reggie Wayne – and Marinelli’s Men showing a thirst to increase the pain.

The Cowboys took possession and went into wind-the-clock mode . . . but remained vigilant having not yet achieved formal access to the coveted postseason road. They stalled at the Colts’ 34, but a rare Dan Bailey field goal miss was wide right and surprisingly poor.

Bailey’s forgivable fail mattered not, as the Cowboys would soon enough scratch that scoring itch and hit the spot . . . with Romo to Witten for 25 yards and another touchdown caught. The score was 35 to nothing – with the Colts showing absolutely no sign of adjusting.
 
It was clear that Luck had lost his pluck and veteran backup Matt Hasselbeck entered the game to relieve Indy's still-young buck. While the Colts braved another offensive possession, it ended in a way that might have finally send them over the edge and into confession. The Colts had progressed nearly 30 yards when Hasselbeck was sacked by Orlando Scandrick – causing a fumble to humble – and George Selvie jumped all over it to complete his unit’s turnover hat trick.

The Cowboys had excellent field position near the 50 – to end the third quarter – and they had once again entered the Colts’ red zone so nifty . . . when Joseph “The Underwear Vandal” Randle streaked to the Colts’ 14 and coughed up the rock. Cowboys Nation was simply too busy enjoying the show to groan at Randle for not eating more clock.

The Colts got the ball back with a predictable end. Hasselbeck and his teammates should have just played dead . . . or pretend.

When the Cowboys began their next offensive series, there would be no more questions and no further queries. Victory was clearly and safely tucked away, Romo was done for the day . . . and it was time for Brandon “Fans Were Not Pleadin’ For” Weeden to finally come out and play.

As a brief Metroplex aside – this would normally be a moment where Dallas Mavericks fans (for example) would beam with pride (rather than run and hide) . . . at seeing one of their favorite, promising bench players enter the fray with victory in hand and ready to fire away. That player – with zero pressure to deliver – would typically hit four or five consecutive shots, including at least one theatrical 3 pointer . . . leaving ecstatic fans all a quiver.

Cowboys Nation still has memories so vivid – from the Arizona game – that still make them incredibly livid. So – from the perspective of “The Tortured Cowboys Fan” – they were forgiven if even with a 35-0 lead and another chance to score . . . Weeden provoked within them the need to – once again – plead, plead, and plead some more.

While Romo – for the umpteenth game this season – may not have reached the 300 yard mark, he was being so accurate, he could have thrown his four touchdown passes in the dark. He could have remained in the game, potentially thrown for all sorts of fame, and improved the chances of adding "2014 NFL MVP" to his name. The Cowboys – nonetheless – were finally and wisely ready to do what was necessary to avoid any surprise adversity.
 
Weeden entered the game and managed the first couple plays with class . . . as he was not being asked to pass. Then – on third down and without warning – he dropped back and let it fly . . . deep downfield to that Terrance Williams guy. It was a 43 yard touchdown rope . . . and – suddenly – there was renewed hope that Brandon was no longer a quarterbacking dope.

Cowboys Nation was – by that time – thoroughly enjoying the holiday season for every possible reason.

The score had ballooned to an unimaginable 42-0 . . . and it was time for Marinelli’s Men to play the shut out hero. Rod exalted his defense to stop the Colts . . . and ensure they spent the rest of the fourth quarter looking like dippy-doo Dolts.

Hasselbeck may have been the backup . . . but he was a crafty veteran, not a piece of dreck. He drove the Colts from their own 22 down to the Cowboys’ 23 – determined to go for it rather than kick a field goal . . . after failing to get ‘er done on down number three. Hasselbeck went back to pass and let it fly – giving Reggie Wayne an end zone try – but he was picked off by Brandon “Bad Cams” Carr at the Dallas 1.
 
AT&T Stadium exploded and everyone seemed to be bouncing off the wall. The Colts were thought to be done . . . but Carr was – GASP – nailed for a pass interference call. This was not the first time Carr had been a late game putz and – over a potentially lost shut out – Marinelli was "speaking in tongues" up and down the sideline . . . clearly going nuts.

Hasselbeck connected with Zurlon Tipton on the very next play . . . for their only score of the day.

The Cowboys would get the ball one final time to perform a clock-eating pantomime.

Hasselbeck would receive one last chance to continue his playing time dance. He drove the Colts from his own 22 down to the Cowboys 12 using a bunch of dink and dunk. He targeted good old Hakeem Nicks in the end zone . . . but he would find no new Cowboys defender to punk.

The Dallas Cowboys had corralled the Colts 42-7. America's Team had regained entry to “Tournament Town”, they had recaptured the NFC East division crown, and Cowboys Nation was in absolute heaven.

Will They Or Won’t They?

Depending upon your thinking – the Cowboys still have something to play for in the final game of the regular season . . . or Dallas needs to do everything possible to prevent their list of healthy starters from shrinking.

The Cowboys are traveling to “The District” to face the Washington Redskins . . . who may more resemble an NFL practice squad with their own game day roster being so injury-riddled and talent thin.

 
Dallas – however – knows full well what the Redskins did to Philly. If the Cowboys want to potentially gain better playoff seeding (with a little help from other teams), they will go against “conventional wisdom”, play all available starters, and avoid looking silly . . . for giving away an important postseason bye week opportunity. The 2014 Cowboys still have room for improvement and earning a bye week to do so is more than enough inducement.

Will Dallas continue to maintain their method and go all-in against the Skins for the win?

Will Jim Haslett’s defensive crew repeat their game one success in game two . . . by making Romo panic and Dez press? What will his scrappy scalpers try to do?

Will Jermey Parnell – in Doug Free’s potential absence – continue to gel . . . with “Fred And The Blockheads” and really ring the Redskins’ bell?

Will Tony Romo be prominently showcased (until potential victory has been secured and) to improve the chance that – on the proper player head – the NFL MVP crown will eventually have been placed?

Will DeMarco Murray have a “hand” in the running game – and be allowed to earn 29+ more yards to best Emmitt Smith’s single-season rushing fame . . . or will his game day participation be repealed in favor of continuing to be healed? That would – indeed – be pretty lame.

Will Rolando McClain be too focused on arsonist intervention on his Alabama mansion – or will he redirect his attention towards stopping RGIII from experiencing ANY kind of confidence expansion?

Will the Dallas Cowboys end the day with a better postseason hand to play?
 
We shall see. We always do.