This Sunday night's win over the Giants was my first trip to Texas Stadium...and what a glorious trip it was!

I went to the game with two of my brothers (all of us from South Carolina), my dad and a friend of my dad's (both from Missouri).  Words cannot describe the emotions that hit me as I saw the stadium for the first time; as I I waited in line 4 hours before the game with all those crazy fans; as I rounded the corner and saw the field for the first time; as Ted Nugent rocked out the National Anthem;  as the loud speakers blared "Welcome to the Jungle" at kickoff; as Ware sacked Manning on the Giants first play.  It was all surreal.

Especially poignant was the player introductions.  The music blaring, Cheerleaders prancing out of the tunnel, the players running out, fireworks blasting, and then the formal introduction of the offense.  All while the crowd cheers at military afterburner decibel levels.  The hair on my arm was standing straight up.  I think I've never been as excited in my entire life as at that moment! 

I'd heard in the past that the crowd in Dallas wasn't as formidable perhaps as crowds in other cities; but I was having none of that.  I screamed every time Eli Manning took a snap.  I thought after the 1st quarter my voice would be completely gone, but somehow I managed to scream more and louder with every Giant snap. One of the things I thoroughly enjoyed was chanting "GIANTS SUCK" and "ELI SUCKS" with several hundred others in my section!

It's funny how different the experience is when you're actually there.  (I've been to two Cowboys games previously, but they were both in Charlotte, NC against the Panthers, and Cowboys fans just about outnumbered Panthers fans.  Not a very electric atmosphere.)  But when you're there, you miss all the player celebrations, nit-picking of announcers, statistical overloads by the networks, and you simply revel with all your Cowboys brethren with every Dallas success, and you die with them with every Cowboys failure.  (Praise God there was very little of that this week!)  At home in front of the TV I usually watch scared, waiting for how the 'Boys might screw up next.  Being present, it was as if the Giants game was the only one that existed, that ever existed, and we enjoyed it that way.

Of course, winning made it a greater experience, but I intended to enjoy it no matter what.  I didn't mean for this fanpost to go on like this.  Just wanted to share what an amazing experience it was.  I hope you all get to do it sometime.

I've seen many "experts" picking Dallas to win because they'll be more desperate for a win.  I'm sure Dallas will be more desperate, but they act like the Giants have nothing to play for.

If the Giants lose this weekend, they'll be in a dogfight for 1st seed in the playoffs (with Carolina).  Did you see the Panthers thrash the Bucs Monday night?  I did, and am pretty sure the Gints would rather play Carolina (if they meet a 2nd time) in New Jersey than Charlotte.

So, I don't buy it that the Giants have nothing to play for.  Besides, it's Giants-Cowboys...isn't that reason enough? 

GO COWBOYS