Now, Marc and I are both Cowboys fans. I grew up in Dallas, so the 'Boys are in my blood. I'm not a die-hard any-kind-of-sports fan though, as Marc would tell you with a big eye-roll. So for me most of the joy of going to a big game is the atmosphere and general excitement of joining with that many people for a common cause.
There was a shooting at a NFL preseason game recently, so we were probably more careful than we needed to be about cheering for the Cowboys. We even wore 49ers team garb to blend it. Turns out there were TONS of Cowboys fans there, so we were able to cheer for them without repercussion.
We had a really fun time. The game was a close one (Cowboys won in overtime) and the crowd was excited in a positive way. There were a few fights, but we were far from them so we enjoyed the game. And another thing: it was HOT. OK, Texans, stop rolling your eyes. I know it's nothing comparitively. But most of the time you bring a sweatshirt and gloves to major events in the Bay Area, and this time, we were roasting. It was actually really nice, and I didn't even wear my SF sweatshirt.
Here's a few photos from the game: