I was at the game and I don't know what the heck you're talking about. The crowd was jacked out of their minds until Dallas finally went up 27-23. Even then, they were quiet because we were on offense. That's kinda how it works.
I was getting drunk on champagne and enjoying the hell out of the game. It was a great game. Back and forth the whole time. Yeah, we lost. So what. I really am getting old because I just didn't care all that much, wasn't too bummed at all. Better yet, some really hot chick in a Dallas jersey bought me a birthday drink and was chatting me up. Girlfriend didn't really like it, but this old man sure did!!