Is Tony Romo the Reason for the Dallas Cowboys Losses?
I have a theory about guys. I admit it’s still a new theory, but the more I ponder it, the more it rings true. The theory is simple, sophomoric even. In every group of guys, there is “That Guy.” You know the one I am talking about. The loud-mouthed, immature douche bag that thinks it is absolutely hilarious to “man-check” his supposed friends. Every group has one. Whenever you see three or more guys gathered you know, at some point or another, one of those guys will reach out give a little tap. This tap is not friendly and encouraging, but rather the most vile and underhanded blow to the most sensitive of regions. The situation always plays out the same. The douche will wait until his friends are engrossed in a conversation, or focused on an attractive female who has just walked by, or merely looking the other way. Then comes the strike. With a swing of the arm and snap of the wrist, the victim is rolling on the floor in agony, waiting for the dreaded “stomach feeling” that comes after
