[Bette]

Like a jilted lover, I've been slow to trust again.
In the Cowboys, I mean.
Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. That's been my motto.
Until now.
Now, they've hooked me.

Frankly, I wasn't sure I'd ever be able to feel this way again, not after four years of heartbreak with Bill Parcells. But now the feeling is back.
Sweaty palms on game day.
Increasingly rapid pulse rate at kickoff.
The urge to bump chests with the family pooch after every Tony Romo completion.
You know what I'm talking about.
It's love again.
Parcells almost ruined me. It wasn't necessarily his fault, but his four-year reign was little more than heartbreak and empty promise.
And then to learn, after he'd left us, that Parcells was out there late in that final season, sitting in the Meadowlands parking lot, wheedling for the Giants' GM job just hours before the Cowboys would take the field to play the team he was hoping he would soon be leading... oh, agony.
Cheating on us right to the end.
Yes, we'll have an even better idea about this Cowboys team by this time next week, after they've faced the Giants at the Meadowlands on Sunday, but suddenly I'm not so worried about that anymore.
The Giants are a good team but they're coming off a lackluster game in London where they barely beat the hapless Dolphins and then a bye week. Will they be rested or rusted?
Either way, I'm convinced the Cowboys will find a way to win. I didn't have faith like that 48 hours ago.
Ain't love grand?

Star-Telegram.com: | 11/06/2007 | It's time to scale new heights and forget heartbreak Bill