On Sunday morning, history will be made in Irving, Texas. If you live in the area, you know it’s the end of an era. The end of greatness. The end of a place that meant so much to so many people.
The end of Texas Stadium. Where America’s team played for years and won numerous Superbowls. Where the hole in the roof was lengendary. There was nothing retractable about this roof, no sir. It was just a hole.
It’s sad, really. I find myself mourning the loss. I can’t imagine driving to see my mother and not passing the stadium that’s always been there like a silent friend on days that Cowboys didn’t play. It’s like another stab in the heart to see it imploded. It stood over 30 years, home of the Cowboys and out beloved Tom Landry. How will we go on?
Oh, yes. That’s right. We have Jerry World now. Also known as The Death Star or The Stadium. I just can’t bring myself to go there. Oh, sure, I know it’s awesome and huge and glamorous. It’s just Jerry Jones’ way of showing off how much money he has. (More money than sense.) Do you know what we have had to go through to get it? Millions of dollars spent on it. People’s homes leveled. A freeway widened. Traffic nightmares. Not to mention the fact they built it right next to the Ballpark in Arlington and Six Flags Over Texas. Does Arlington really NEED more traffic?
But I digress. On Sunday, Texas Stadium will be no more. I think we need a moment of silence in its honor.
R.I.P. Texas Stadium.
That is sad. Fwiw…my hubbu went to a game in the new stadium and he says it is amazing…and a little over the top.
That’s no moon!
Not that I pass that way that often but it will be strange not seeing the stadium there. It is kind of sad. I’m not planning to watch. First of all it’s too early in the morning and second, what’s the point?
Wow, you’ve been just as persistent about blogging as *I* have, lately!
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I know how much a stadium can mean. Last January, fans of St Mirren football club (soccer to you 😉 ) in Scotland played the last game at a stadium they had played in for over 100 years – “Love Street” we called it. It only held 10,800 people and then we moved to a brand new state of the art ground holding 8,000 so we could stay solvent. It’ll never be the same, but we try to make it home.
You never forget and you will lose the memories, only the feeling of walking in and feeling inside it, part of what was history.