LOL @ The Zone

I cannot confirm because I am too lazy to look in other threads, but I think now if you spell out the word "Redskins" at CZ, it appears as this: Redsk*ns.

I am speechless.

I am looking for a gif that can adequately describe the gayness, but I am at a complete loss.
 
This week the Dallas Cowboys will host the Washington Redskins. I'm not even going to mince words here, I can't stand the Redskins. I pretty much despise just about everything about them. My dream was to play in the NFL. I would have bypassed that dream if the only team that wanted me was the Redskins. Some people find that statement to be silly. That is their right. I could not under any circumstance play for a team that I feel clings to its racist roots. Quite frankly I wish NFL players would take a public stance against their mascot name.


Believe me when I say that I know my opinion on this topic is not the popular opinion. I know there are Cowboys fans who disagree with me, and I know how much Redskins fans do as well. That is their right, I am merely exercising mine as well. I was an English Major in college, and I often find myself gravitating to the Dictionary and the etymology or source of a word to form some of my opinions. I have done this regarding the word redskin. No matter which Dictionary you choose to look up this word you will find that it is considered a pejorative word or insult. If you look up the origin of the word it plainly indicates that this word was meant to be be a descriptor of a person's race of color.

Let me put it to you this way. If there had never been a team in the District of Columbia and they were getting an expansion team, there is no way on this earth that the mascot name Redskins would be allowed and accepted. This is especially true in our Nation's capital. Can you imagine the backlash if this was tried today? However, since this mascot name was chosen in 1933, when blatant racism was still tolerated, and has been used for 81 seasons of NFL football and come to represent the football team more than the intended slight, people have become accepting of it. In other words, the football team has changed the intent of the word.

Now, some people may find this to be a positive thing. Again, that is their right. I find it to be a sad commentary on society. Kind of like how people think that it is okay to classify any woman as a ho, or worse. We have become callous and indifferent to it, so it is acceptable? Thanks, but no thanks. I've had people tell me that all their lives they've been called one offensive name or another, and that they have accepted it. My question to them is why have you accepted what you know was intended as an insult, and how does that make other insults also acceptable?

I don't believe it does. Some people tell me that the word is so tied to the team that no one finds it offensive any more and we shouldn't take offense to it. If no one finds it offensive, why is it a growing topic around the NFL? Why is the Commissioner weighing in on it? Why is a Chief Justice on the Supreme Court doing the same? Why are Senators doing this? Why is the President of the United States also weighing in? It isn't about Political Correctness as much as it is about what is simply right.

Others say that while people are indeed offended, it is just a minority of people who are, so it shouldn't be made a big deal out of. How does that make it right? I often challenge these people to come out here to where I live in Arizona and I will take them out to one of our many Reservations. There I want them to walk up to a group of Native Americans and call them redskins. No one has ever taken me up on this challenge. A few of them have even admitted that the reason they won't is because it would not be smart. So how is it smart to keep on using a word that they acknowledge is an insult?

In my time as a Dallas Cowboys fan who is very proud, and very visible due to the fact that I often wear my team colors in public, I have been involved in many discussion about my team as well as other teams. Many years ago I was part of a construction crew that was building a house. We had a load of lumber being delivered and the driver noticed that I was wearing a Cowboys t-shirt. He announced to me that he was a Redskins fan. Then a remarkable thing happened. Before I ever mentioned my distaste for his football team and their mascot name, he told me that people have the wrong ideas about his team name.

This interested me because I have a fairly good working knowledge of the History of every team in the NFL and some that are now defunct. I could not have been prepared for what came out of this guy's pie hole. He informed me that their team name had nothing whatsoever to do with American Indians. Instead he said that the name Redskins came from a brand of peanut that is indigenous only to the Washington, DC area.

I have to tell you, I was mind blown that anyone could be that stupid about his own football team. Now, in his defense I have learned that there is a peanut called a redskin. I did not know this at the time this conversation happened. To my utter shock he was dead serious. My first question would be, why isn't the logo on the side of the helmet a peanut? Doesn't that alone destroy his fantasy? Let me answer that, of course it does.

But what really destroys it is if you research the History of the team itself. Of you do that you will find that like many of the early NFL teams they took their first name from the more established Major League Baseball in the stadium where they played. Thus their original name, in 1932 when they had their genesis, was the Boston Braves. Now, someone who doesn't know may say that the Braves are in Atlanta, not Boston. Yes, they are, but they too originated in Boston. In 1933 the team moved across town to play in Fenway Park, home of the Boston Red Sox. Their owner, George Preston Marshall, did not want to call his team that so he chose the mascot name Redskins.

Why would Mr. Marshall choose to name his Boston based team after a peanut indigenous to the District of Columbia? Exactly, he wouldn't. They played for 5 seasons in Fenway and then moved to Washington and kept the name Redskins. So clearly the peanut idea was just a little beyond silly. The popular legend is that in 1933 Mr. Marshall opted for that nickname to honor his newly hired Head Coach, Sonny "Lonestar" Dietz. Lonestar had played at the Carlisle Indian School with the legendary Jim Thorpe under legendary Pop Warner.

Even if I could accept this legend as the true source of the mascot name, and I admit it is easier than the peanuts theory, it really doesn't change the fact that George Preston Marshall, who chose and bestowed the name was the biggest racist in the History of the NFL. By clinging to his roots the team is clinging to their racist past. No one, not even a loyal Redskins fan should be able to deny the racist History of their franchise.

Let's start with the fact that when the NFL got its start there were some African American players. Fritz Pollard for instance. When the NFL decided to segregate Black players out of the league it was at the behest of Mr. Marshall. Granted, the other owners who went along with it were just as guilty, but the fact remains, it was his shove that took the League in that direction. Then when Dan Reeves and other owners began to re-integrate Black players back into the league Mr. Marshall resisted and held fast to his racist beliefs.

He once said that there would be a Black player on the Redskins when there was a White player on the Harlem Globetrotters. Apparently Mr. Marshall was not aware that the Globetrotters were founded by a short Jewish man named Abe Saperstein, and he was very much White and he often played with his team. He also maintained that his team was the team of the segregated and racist South and that having Blacks playing for him would diminish his fan base. This is a man people want me to believe honored a people with the choice of his mascot name?

I just don't buy that. Even if you give Mr. Marshall the benefit of the doubt you lose faith in him as you dig deeper. The Redskins are one of few teams with a fight song, Hail to the Redskins. Some people are not aware that the words to this fight song have been changed. Here is the original song.

Hail to the Redskins!
Hail, victory!
Braves on the warpath!
Fight for Old D.C.!
Scalp 'em, swamp 'um
We will take 'um big score
Read 'um, Weep 'um, touchdown
We want heap more
Fight on, fight on, till you have won
Sons of Washington
Rah! Rah! Rah!

See the line "fight for old DC? That has been changed too. At one time it said fight for old Dixie. Most people should know that Dixie refers to the segregated south and slavery. The lines about scalping and wanting heap more are clearly mocking Native Americans. The team changed the words and today's version is not as bad as this racist version. The song still sucks, and so does what it stands for.

The NFL began to allow Black players back in 1946. The first players joined the Los Angeles Rams and they had played baseball at UCLA with the legendary Jackie Robinson. What many people don't know is that Kenny Washington and Woody Strode broke the color barriers before Jackie did. That doesn't in any way diminish his greatness and importance. I am merely sharing the fact. Other NFL teams followed suit and put the racist past of segregation based on color or race behind them. Mr. Marshall did not. This is simply not disputable.


From 1946 through 1961 the Redskins were the only all White football team in professional sports. It wasn't until the Kennedy Administration threatened to revoke the lease on Redskins Stadium if the team refused to integrate that the Redskins finally relented. In 1961 Ernie Davis of Syracuse became the first African American player to win the Heisman Trophy. In 1962, the woeful Redskins made him the first pick in the Draft and he was going to be their first ever Black player. The Hurricane, his nickname, responded to this by saying, "I won't play for that racist S.O.B." He demanded to be traded. I don't blame him.

Bobby Mitchell became the first African American to play for the Redskins in 1962. While I do applaud Bobby Mitchell for his pioneering spirit and Hall of Fame career, I have often wondered what he and other African American players, who were obviously touched by the Civil Rights Movement and the stirring words of Martin Luther King, Jr., must have thought about the racist History of the Redskins?

Ernie Davis refused to play for the man. What if Bobby Mitchell and others had also refused? What if they had refused to play for a team with a racist mascot name? Could they have effected change then given the charged political climate? I don't know and speculating doesn't help much because that is merely opinion for the most part.

I began this piece by saying this is my kind of rivalry. That's because it is very one sided in my team's favor as much as anything else. The Cowboys have more wins, 62, versus the Redskins than any other team by 4. The Philadelphia Eagles and New York Giants hold a tie for 2nd with 58 Cowboys wins. The now Arizona Cardinals are now 4th since leaving the NFC East in a realignment move many years ago with 55 Cowboys wins. It would require the Redskins to sweep the series for 11 straight years for them to pull even. Given the fact that in 51 seasons of a head to head rivalry they've only managed 5 series sweeps to our 18 means this is just not very likely.

Some of my favorite Cowboys victories have come at the expense of the Redskins. Whether it was the Cowboys lone win of 1989, or the 1985 dismantling of Joe Theismann on Monday Night Football on his birthday as Thurman's Thieves picked him off 5 times and 6 total for the game, or the 1979 come from behind miracle by Roger Staubach that gave the Cowboys the NFC East and sent the Redskins home, or the Troy Aikman to Rocket Ismail bomb in overtime, I have savored each win with a particular gusto and my traditional Redskins game day meal of chicken.

I eat chicken on Redskins game days because Cowboys founding owner, Clint Murchison Jr., twice tried to mock Mr. Marshall using chickens. The first time was thwarted when a security guard discovered 2 crates of chickens that were going to be freed on the football field at halftime. There were 74 white chickens and one black one to represent the Redskins roster and staff. The next year four banners unfurled at Redskins Stadium and 2 acrobats wearing chicken outfits bolted from the stands throwing colored eggs and releasing a live red chicken. Mr. Murchison paid the Dallas Morning News to put this line in their boxscore for the game. "Total attendance, 49,388, (and one chicken).

I've learned that he once held that racist fight song hostage in exchange for a yes vote from Mr. Marshall to grant my team birth. Yes, this is the kind of rivalry I love. The kind where I have the best stories to tell and the other team has an ugly past linked to their still racist and ugly mascot name. There have been Redskins players and coaches that I do admire, not the least of which is the aforementioned Bobby Mitchell. I don't dislike them for playing or coaching for the team I despise. Even if they change their mascot name at some point, and finally fully turn away from their racist roots I will still hate them. What good is a rival if you don't. Chicken anyone?
 
He eats chicken on gamedays as a tip of the cap to Murchison. :lol
 
One of my favorite old Hostile stories has been referenced many times in the various incarnations of this board. The one where he allegedly jumped the cop car with his dirtbike...yeah, greatness. Clearly another of his ridiculous lies, obviously, but a great source of entertainment. Has it ever been discussed on this board where that story really came from? Maybe it was at one point and I didn't realize it. I was watching a new documentary on Evel Knievel the other night and, according to legend, the sheriff was chasing him around while he was on his motorcycle and, just to toy with him, Evel circled around and jumped over the cop's car while it was moving. That was in Butte, Montana when Evel was a teenager.

Anyway, perhaps that was already known to most but I didn't know it. It's pretty pathetic that the guy can't even come up with his own lies to make himself sound interesting, he has to steal them from the real lives of much more interesting people.
 
One of my favorite old Hostile stories has been referenced many times in the various incarnations of this board. The one where he allegedly jumped the cop car with his dirtbike...yeah, greatness. Clearly another of his ridiculous lies, obviously, but a great source of entertainment. Has it ever been discussed on this board where that story really came from? Maybe it was at one point and I didn't realize it. I was watching a new documentary on Evel Knievel the other night and, according to legend, the sheriff was chasing him around while he was on his motorcycle and, just to toy with him, Evel circled around and jumped over the cop's car while it was moving. That was in Butte, Montana when Evel was a teenager.

Anyway, perhaps that was already known to most but I didn't know it. It's pretty pathetic that the guy can't even come up with his own lies to make himself sound interesting, he has to steal them from the real lives of much more interesting people.

Like all of his shit, he cleverly crafts it so it cannot be proven or disproven.

I don't know what the fuck you did as a teenager. Hell, I don't even know what you did today.

But what I do know is if all of the sudden, you were leading a life that that guy from Dos Equis commericals would be envious of...I'd call bullshit eventually.
 
Like all of his shit, he cleverly crafts it so it cannot be proven or disproven.

I don't know what the fuck you did as a teenager. Hell, I don't even know what you did today.

But what I do know is if all of the sudden, you were leading a life that that guy from Dos Equis commericals would be envious of...I'd call bullshit eventually.

Did I ever tell you about the time a hurricane wiped out my competition and I made a fortune in the shrimping industry, then later went on to run across the U.S. after my marriage proposal was rejected by the love of my life, who eventually died of AIDS? Remind me to fill you guys in on that sometime.
 
Did I ever tell you about the time a hurricane wiped out my competition and I made a fortune in the shrimping industry, then later went on to run across the U.S. after my marriage proposal was rejected by the love of my life, who eventually died of AIDS? Remind me to fill you guys in on that sometime.

I always thought you were a retard
 
dallasfan4lizife said:
what ever happened to his main defender Hostile?

Did he realize he was 100% wrong about garrett all this time?​
I'm not wrong about Jason Garrett, and Eric_Boyer is exactly right about why I don't post much any more. I enjoy football and I enjoy the Dallas Cowboys. It offends far too many people that I do. It is the stupidest reason to dislike someone that I have ever heard, but oh well. Not wrong on Garrett at all though. My head is bloody but unbowed.
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Bloody...but unbowed.

:lol
 
I am opinionated and vocal. Some see me as abrasive. I don't deny that I can be, but it is always towards people who do nothing but insult this team. I really don't care for people who are constantly negative.

Actually I am an ultra positive person. The only enemies I have in the entire world are Cowboys fans on this forum and a couple of other smaller ones. They hate that I am passionate about this team. I don't care and have very little patience for them. I love this team. I love everything about it. I love our players, our coaches, our history. I get accused of being someone who defends every move the team makes. That is pure hyperbole and nonsense. Nowhere in my plethora of posts will find where I was a fan of Quincy Carter or Chad Hutchinson. Nowhere will you find where I think our players are better than everyone else's. Nowhere will you find where I appreciate our "50th" anniversary celebrated in year 51. I don't even like Jerry Jones, but I have the audacity to not see him as Oz behind the curtain. I have the audacity to not see him as a football guy. It doesn't sit well with people, because as I said, I am opinionated and vocal.

I apologize to you if my disgust at others has affected your enjoyment here. Nothing could be further from my intent unless you echo the constant negativity about this team, then it is my intent. I don't respect constant negativity, and I do admittedly get abrasive towards those who add nothing else but that to this forum. I pride myself on being a nice guy, and a loyal fan who loves the History of the game. I am not that important. If you do not enjoy my posts then please put me on Ignore for the good of the forum. It will not offend me at all.
 
http://thelandryhat.com/2013/11/02/cowboys-vs-vikings-yields-legendary-plays/2/

In the regular season series the Vikings lead all time 11-10. In the regular season the two teams once again combined for one of the iconic plays of NFL History. The game was the finale of the 1982 season. It was also the first regular season game the Cowboys had ever played in the month of January. It was Monday Night Football. The 1982 season was a strike shortened season. 7 games were wiped out by the strike and teams only played 9 regular season games that year. I was home for the Christmas holidays and we were watching the game in the living room of my childhood home.


In the 4th quarter the Vikings picked off a Danny White pass and returned it for a score to go up 24-13. The teams traded possessions and after a Vikings punt pinned the Cowboys inside their own 1 yard line things looked bleak. I was sitting in a chair in my Mom’s living room. In my lap I had a big bowl of homemade buttered popcorn. Above the chair was my Mom’s favorite house plant, a beautiful potted fern in a macrame hanger. My Mom was not a Cowboys fan. In fact she kind of liked the Vikings because of Fran Tarkenton, but he was no longer the Vikings QB. Mostly she was a St. Louis Cardinals fan because she grew up near St. Louis.

At any rate after the Cowboys got pinned deep she noted that things looked bad for the Cowboys. I said, “No worries, Tony Dorsett is going to break one here and break the NFL record for the longest rushing Touchdown in History.” I didn’t know at the time, but Tony’s lead blocker, Ron Springs, failed to report into the game. The Cowboys had only 10 men on the field. Then Tony did something absolutely magical. Tony took the handoff from Danny White about 3 yards into the Cowboys own endzone. He hit the gap between the Center Tom Rafferty and the Left Guard Herb Scott who stunted. At about the 15 yard line Tony made a hard cut to his right and broke the first potential tackle.

The announcer on the play said Tony was gone at about the 20 yard line. Two Vikings defenders stalked him to the sidelines along with WR Drew Pearson who was lead blocking for Tony. At about the 20 yard line one defender Willie Teal got one last hand on Dorsett to try and stop him, but failed as he did exactly as I predicted. I didn’t see the whole play. As the announcer said Tony was gone I sprang out of my chair, sent the bowl of popcorn flying and my raised right hand destroyed my Mom’s favorite fern. Popcorn and plant flew everywhere.

I was thrilled about the incredible play, the longest play from scrimmage in NFL history, and it can only be tied, never broken, but I was sick about my Mom’s plant. Then I heard something amazing. My Mom was laughing to beat the band. I turned around and she was on the couch literally rolling. She had tears running down her face as she looked at me with my stupid panicked look and fern all over my head and the room. She couldn’t even be mad because I looked so stupid.

I told that story at my Mom’s funeral a little over two years ago. It got quite a few laughs, which my Mom would have liked. It remains one of the most precious memories of my life. My confidence in Tony Dorsett was very real. He rushed for 100 yards or more in a game 43 times while a member of the Dallas Cowboys. The Cowboys were 39-4 in those games. Unfortunately that game was one of the 4 losses when he eclipsed that magic rushing number.
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Ah, the magical fern story.

Ha ha. Ho ho.
 
I like when he uses old timey phrases like "to beat the band". I'm sure he does all his articles on a typewriter and wears a fedora with a little press label in the band of the hat.
 
Hostile said:
Simple, I think people do not understand how difficult the game is, don't respect it, don't respect the effort on the field even in bad games, and it has gotten to the point of ridiculous. I agree with Idgit on that.

Bill Parcells in his HOF Speech choked up when he talked of players carrying their own IVs onto planes and buses. He explained about how they are in so much pain they lie in the aisles because they can't sit in the seats.

It disgusts me that our players gives all that they have, for us, and people think so little of them. Whether that humored you or not I don't know. But I for one am sick and tired of hearing about the fans hurt feelings and frustration over 17 years. Oh, you sat on your couch and wore out the remote control rooting for this team? Great. In the meantime they did all they could to win for you to make your week special. They won some, they lost some. That's football.

I have said on this forum for years that I am wired different. I meant it. It isn't about better. I have never once claimed that I am a better fan than anyone else. But I seem to have a deeper respect for the game of football at times. I have seen hundreds of losses in my lifetime. I have never once sought to make someone else feel miserable after seeing one. If that is the man you want to be though, get on with your bad self. I just want to love my team. Hate me for it. I don't give a flying damn.

:lol

This guy is a gigantic faggot.

And a hypocrite. He was right alongside everyone else disparaging Dave Campo and Quincy Carter back in the day, but now he is scolding people who don't romanticize these players who are a far cry from the underpaid players from yesteryear.
 


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