So yah, we're pretty damn good. We knew it was going to be a hell of a game going down to Texas Stadium and we played our asses off all day. For everyone who told us we couldn't win, especially all the Dallas commenter's on this site, hail to the Redskins!

The night before the game we talked about two things. The first point was that it was going to take an unbelievable effort by everyone to win the game. Z talked about "jumping off." He's reading a book about Kit Carson and his trip from Missouri to New Mexico in the early 1800's. When someone decided to leave Missouri for further west they were jumping off. This was crazy dangerous and took a huge leap of faith and commitment. I know it sounds way corny and it did to us the night before the game, but if you think about it, it was relevant to our situation. Jump off to beat the Cowboys. Maybe Z is the pep talk expert.   I mean, before the New Orleans game the topic was "be excellent." A line from George Carlin in "Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure.

The second thing we said is that when we get back in the locker room after the game we will know we could have won the game. Whether we won or not, we knew that the Cowboys were a team we could beat. Obviously, winning was a much better option for us.

Now three weeks in a row that we have put together an entire team performance. This team is starting to click on all cylinders, wearing opponents down throughout the game. Nothing could have felt better than to pound the ball down field at the end of the game.  Well, skipping out of Texas with a shit-eatin smile was alright. Again, we worked our asses off.