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2017-2018 Regular Season: Falcons Fly High As Cowboys Fail To Flag Down The First Of Two Feathered Foes
 
November 17, 2017 At 7:21 PM CST
By Eric M. Scharf
 
“America’s Team” rode into Atlanta fresh off their third consecutive win . . . hoping to do the Falcons in.

While Atlanta had a beautiful new stadium that was truly state-of-the-art . . . they were getting physically exposed and suffering through a brain fart.

The Cowboys may have galloped in, but the absence of two key offensive horses – and the eventual loss of a defensive third – combined with the inexplicable (but traditionally predictable) lack of play call adjustments would all contribute to Dallas producing an uncompetitive turd.

Star running back Ezekiel Elliott and the NFLPA – as had been well-advertised – lost the latest battle in their suspension-stifling fight . . . with the 2nd Circuit Court of Appeals determining his six-game punishment was back on, wrong or right. Zeke also announced he was giving up any further attempt to stall . . . rather than continuing to beat his head (and the fate of the Cowboys’ current season) against the historically-NFL-slanted legal system wall.

Veteran left tackle Tyron “Blind Side Bouncer” Smith . . . succumbed to rumors of good health being a complete-and-total myth. The Cowboys had been “managing” his perpetual bulging disc injury for the past few years, and a groin pull made their plate one injury too full.

Veteran defensive leader and linebacker Sean Lee began the game already managing his own (deadly and) unpredictable hamstring injury. Early in the contest, Lee got hit, surely felt a rip . . . and “Marinelli’s Men” would spend the rest of the game trying in vain to shore up his absence and get a grip.

“The Tortured Cowboys Fan” would insist (and still insists) the single biggest impact among the three key absentees is Tyron Smith. It would be (and still is) alarming if the defense – even at its healthiest and best performing – was (and still is) given too much time on the field . . . resulting in opponent’s scores and victories they would eventually yield. Smith not only powerfully protects Dak Prescott’s blind side . . . he also helps Jonathan “Technique Trooper” Cooper, and he best ensures ANY running back has the most reasonable opportunity to take the Cowboys for a ground-gobbling ride.

“Cowboys Nation” SHOULD know better than most . . . when “The Great Wall Of Dallas” is (reasonably) healthy and intact, the rest of the team becomes untracked. Dak receives often luxurious amounts of time, ANY running back has a good chance to dance, and the Dallas defense can better avoid a full-game roast.

If Zeke (with his superior blocking skills) was playing, he would have been on an all-game-long blocking assignment – simply to protect Dak’s back – due to Chaz Green being regularly out of alignment. Alas, Zeke might have chipped hard and escaped out of the backfield for one or more a quality swing pass. “What’s that you say? Jason Garrett and Scott Linehan seemed uninterested in providing Green with even a hint of help all day?” Thus, even WITH Zeke, Prescott still would have had zero time, and the possibility of a Cowboys’ victory still would have looked plenty bleak.

If Sean Lee was still healthy, the Cowboys’ problems on offense would still have overexposed his defensive squad and left Cowboys Nation (still) screaming “OH MY GAWD!”

Oh, yeah. The Falcons “beat” the Cowboys 27-7 . . . largely on the effort of the oft-injured, middle-of-the-road defensive end Adrian Clayborn who – on the “strength” of six sacks against a flailing backup whose one-on-one skill severely lacks – felt like he was in defensive heaven. Yes, YES, you play who is on your schedule, and you play who is right in front of you . . . even when your opponent is quite literally covered in poor performance poo.

Short Shots And (Painful) Hot Spots

Mike Nugent had (and still has) “one job to do” . . . make any field goals within a reasonably down and distance or – from an unforgiving fan standpoint – you are through. Dan Bailey’s continued injury recovery – and an extreme lack of available, capable alternatives – allows Nugent to escape his Atlanta “doink shot” Scot free. Still, The Tortured Cowboys Fan is willing to given him a mulligan for kicking like Gilligan . . . during a game the entire team would like to play (differently) all over again.

While it was nice to see another (rare) defensive interception – by rookie safety Xavier Woods in the first quarter – it proved a rare highlight on a day when the rest of the team would play way out of order.

The Tortured Cowboys Fan is a BIG admirer of veteran tight end Jason Witten and all he has accomplished on and off the grid iron. He has at least THE most reliable hands of any receiver in the NFL and stubbornly fights through all manner of mental and physical obstacles to always ring the game day bell. Even HE knows, however, that catching 7-7 passes thrown (for only about 60 yards on routes kept comfortably in front of his opposing defenders) is merely a game-is-over bone. When your quarterback is given time to do little more than throw to a short distance check down . . . it is barely a moral victory as you hop on the plane out of town.

Veteran safety, occasional place-holder punching bag (of unreasonable fans everywhere), and special teams maven Jeff Heath remains in concussion protocol after getting his bell rung . . . and still looking (to the Cowboys’ medical staff) a bit like dung.

Sean Lee could be lost to injury recovery through at least the rest of November and – if the Cowboys manage to keep their postseason dreams together – fans can only hope Lee (and his perpetually shoddy body) is ready to roll in December. Fans know he would do practically anything to (legally) get back out there with his teammates . . . so there is no room for player hate.

It goes without saying that Tyron Smith remains out. Reality-fearing fans can only (understandably) pout and hope his stand-ins can rethink, recover, and play stout.

Will They Or Won’t They?

For the second straight week, Cowboys Nation gets an (unwanted) opportunity to potentially freak.

 
Another flock of seemingly deadly birds will land on the AT&T Stadium roof. The 8-1 Philadelphia Eagles are looking to deliver some undeniable division-leading proof . . . just as their age-old foes, the 5-4 Dallas Cowboys, appear to be facing a postseason opportunity about to go poof.

The situation is absolutely cut-and-dry . . . and The Tortured Cowboys Fan simply cannot lie.

The scenario reminds so much of the final scene of the season eight premiere of “The Walking Dead.” It is enough to make even the most defiant, confident, homer-of-a-fan shiver instead.

All the good guys on the show finally band together to go after all the bad guys. In the process of leaving one of their planned battles, one of the good guys (Gabriel, whom – at one point – everyone had reason to despise) was left without an exit strategy. He was facing an onslaught of zombies and scrambled into a seemingly empty trailer . . . only to suddenly face the lead antagonist (Negan) and what could only be assumed as an extremely violent tragedy. Negan has “Lucille,” a destructive, barbed-wire-wrapped bat . . . and when he really applies himself, that – as they say – is that.

Negan: "I hope you got yer sh-ttin' pants on."

Gabriel: "What?"

Negan: "Yer sh-ttin' pants. I hope yer wearin' 'em right now. Cause you . . . are about to sh-t your pants."

 
Cowboys Nation – much to their dismay – is reminded that all they can do is sit back and cheer or condemn what is soon to be on display.

America’s Team still holds onto a thread of a playoff dream . . . but – in order to get closer to making it a reality – they must rebuild their positive steam against an opponent determined to halt that progress with brutal finality.

The Cowboys – from play-calling coaches to all available players and plenty of fan “hopes and prayers” – must find it within themselves to demonstrate they can make the critically necessary adjustments to show they desperately care . . . and pull a timely victory out of what currently feels like thin air.

Will the Cowboys be able to do more with less . . . just like the Eagles whom have also had to juggle their own missing persons mess?
 
Dallas does not have a choice . . . but will they show the strength of character and creativity to raise their winning performance voice?

We shall see. We always do.