The downfall of Tony Romo, and the Dallas Cowboys.

New year, same story. Tony Romo has a blonde bombshell at his side. Last year it was country sensation Carrie Underwood. This year, the brainless Jessica Simpson. Last year the Cowboys were having their first "good" season in a few years, in come the Eagles, in comes Underwood to the stadium to watch her man lead the Boys to victory.

Nope.

Cowboys lose the game. Romo has a bad game. The curse of Carrie Underwood. Fast forward to this year. The Cowboys are 12-1. Their only loss to the undefeated New England Patriots. The Boys are rolling along having already beaten their biggest threat in the NFC, the 12-2 Green Bay Packers. In comes Simpson with her head stuffed with fluff. Last week the Cowboys struggle against a sub-par Detroit Lions, having to rally in the last minute to win the game. Ok... we still won, but that was WAY too close.

Fast forward to yesterday. Cowboys v Eagles. Yes the Boys have wrapped up the NFC East and a first round bye in the playoffs, and they are off to the best start in franchise history, so all is good. But a win over the hated Eagles would be very sweet, a 13-1 record would be very sweet. A Texas Stadium without Jessica Simpson would be very sweet. But, no, like last year against the Eagles, Romo decides to bring the new girl to the game. The result?

The Cowboys dont even score a TD. They lose what should have been an easily won game. They lose their 7 game win steak and some serious motivation heading into the last 2 weeks of the season. They lose 10-6! 10-6? Thats a steroids era baseball score, not an NFL game between the Cowboys and the Eagles score!

Public Enemy #1: Simpson in her pink Tony Romo jersey.

Tony, ditch the bimbo and focus on winning a Super Bowl. You want your name in the Ring of Honor? Keep your dating in the off season, and maybe switch to brunettes.

Stupid, thou has a name!

Here is the scene:

Place: Wal-Mart, Anytown USA.

Time: Noonish, or possibly earlier, or later.

Walmart Employee: 'Hello 'dis Walmarts bakery, how can I help you?'

Customer: ' I would like to order a cake for a going away party this week.'

Walmart Employee: 'What you want on the cake?'

Customer: 'Best Wishes Suzanne' and underneath that 'We will miss you'.

Sounds simple enough, right? Wrong! Behold,

Stupid, thy name is Wal-Mart employee!

Now, before I start getting angry emails, I know not all Wal-Mart employees are stupid, but this one apparently was.

Who didnt see this coming?

Baseball, poor, pitiful Major League Baseball. Dumb, stupid Bud Selig and dumb, stupid us, the fans. Today the Mitchell Report comes out, its going to name names, its going to ruin the careers of many of baseball stars, and a lot of its "who is he" players.

Lets be truthful with ourselves. Everyone knew Barry Bonds was doping, and no one (but Bonds) denied it. Bonds got beat up by the media every chance they got, and he deserved it, he cheated, knowlingly cheated his way to some big time records. He got caught and will probably join Michael Vick in jail. The big bad Bonds was caught, everything is ok now....

Oh but wait, lets not forget that other 40+ year old who is breaking records, and doing things that people 20 years younger cant do. Who? Clemens, Roger Clemens, thats who. Yes, the Rocket himself. How is it that a man who is 45 can still pitch the way he does? Not drugs, of course not, dont be silly. Clemens would never do that, he's a good guy, and upstanding citizen, a role model.

Why has he gotten a pass with all of this? Seriously, who didnt think he was doping? Maybe pitchers can fly under the radar because they dont hit home runs. Not any more.

Clemens, according to several published reports of what his former trainer
told George Mitchell in his 20-month, $30-million investigation of the game, was
in possession of performance-enhancing drugs on multiple occasions.
If the
reports are indeed correct, which will become painfully clear later today when
the Mitchell report becomes public, baseball has its white Barry
Bonds.

Oh, poor Roger, your secret is out. You can now take your place with Bonds,
McGwire, Sosa, Canseco et al.

Clemens as a rookie on the left, Clemens a few years ago with the Astros. Sure we all get a little heavier as we get older, but most of us cant do the same physical activities we did when we were younger, let alone throw a 95 mph fastball on a consistent basis.

So even before the dreaded Mitchell Report hits the ground and kills baseball, Clemens is already done, toast, see you later. My question is this: Who from this "steroid era" is actually going to make it to the Hall of Fame? McGwire was the first to get the "I dont think so Mr Roid." There is no way Bonds will get in. Clemens chances may have just gone up in smoke, or some kind of pill or cream or injection....

Who will save baseball? Can it be saved? Does it deserve to be saved?