Ever find yourself staying in this place? If a genuine Cowboys' fan, residency has become far too frequent and nearing common place. Lack of consistency and production are prime contributors to guest status. Occupying a room is most difficult when 1) you shouldn't be here, and 2) didn't see it coming. Shutting the door behind one's self is now starting to feel like general population lock-down in Huntsville or San Quentin. While 'On Any Given Sunday' is completely understood in the NFL world, this week's 'sentence' was some of the harshest punishment and penalty directed at the hand of the Philadelphia Eagles. Nothing like a Grade A butt-whooping to put all hope that futility had finally left the equation into a drain-spiraling exit. The 'hope water' was as dirty as the beating administered on the field. Taking nothing away from last year's Lambeau Meltdown, Sunday night's performance was a 'prime time' gut punch.
Who was that team? Was this a Halloween trick of the cruelest kind? One where 45 imposters came in, lock the Cowboys' personnel in their lockers and commandeer their uniforms for a rendition of "Dead Men Walking" on the Lincoln Financial stage? Just had to be. 
Or, truthfully, was it simply a return of our beloved Yo-Yoing Cowboys once again taking us to the depths of the classic Yo-Yo Sleeper? Could the always proud Cowboys Nation be in danger of losing their "America's Team" moniker and world-wide mystique? Have the multitude of letdowns and post-season futility finally taken the luster off the oft-dominant and famed Blue Star? Are the Boys dangerously-close to becoming a permanent resident of the NFL's bottom-third? Is that what's happening here?
While TV ratings and apparel sales still suggest a strong and robust following, doesn't it feel like the Cowboys have on a blindfold they can't shed or relinquish? Their beater stick never quite fully striking and puncturing the 'Elite Pinata?' 
Don't the recent performances of the 2011 season have you wanting to shout out "Just Get On With It Already!!" at the top of your fandom lungs?? Say it therapeutically people, "This team is frustrating." Like searching for an identity, aimless wandering is abundant. As one example, just when you think a 'figure it out' defense is in the house, they decide to take a 60-minute siesta in Philly. Or, #88 appears to somehow 'get it' and be 'righted' on the forward tracks only to be completely derailed, once again, trying to get off jams and reroutes at the line of scrimmage. Where does it start and stop with this team?
As any good NFL Doctor will prescribe after a 'hand it to you' shellacing, here comes another potential 'get right/well' opponent in the Seattle Seahawks. Simply thinking this is going to be the Rams II would be highly short-sided thinking. Sleep-walking in the post-Philly funk will get you beat. Some may even argue the Cowboys and Seahawks are much closer in comparison than most think. Are they? Only a true identity and self-actualization will reveal the hidden answer. Isn't it about time the Cowboys took off the masks to, once-and-for-all, show who they really are?
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