Five minutes later...

My beloved Cowboys lost their game tonight, ending their season and their Super Bowl hopes. I was hurt that they were stopped on the march to the Lombardi Trophy (right--New England's already dibs on it). But a few minutes later, I was fine. As much as I like the Cowboys, their fall from the playoffs isn't a matter of national importance. Yes, I want them to win, but my life isn't dependent on it. I'll wake up tomorrow. Other matters, well, let's say cut closer to me. Those matters aren't a game.