Growing up in the Philadelphia area, my dad never sat me down and said things like, "Son, you're going to be an Eagles fan, and you must hate everything about the Cowboys."
The message came through loud and clear at family gatherings.
I remember one Thanksgiving when the Eagles played the Cowboys.
It was your standard Thanksgiving feast with all the fixings. The parents were set up at one table, and the kids stashed to the side at their own table.
The one thing I found odd, but incredibly awesome, was a TV set up next to the kid's table.
Back in 1989, we didn't have a high-def TV. This bad boy couldn't have been more than 16 inches, and the picture resembled something you might see on a YouTube video posted via cell phone.
I had no idea the game would be known as "The Bounty Bowl" due to Eagles head coach Buddy Ryan putting a $200 bounty on Cowboys kicker Luis Zendejas.
The only thing I noticed was the scoreboard and my grandmother.
The Eagles eventually won 27-0, and my grandmother never heard the end of it because of her allegiance to the Cowboys.
That day sort of put things in perspective for me, even though I was only a 7-year-old brat.
I could either hop on board with all the Eagles fans or join Mommom being ridiculed.
As it turned out, Mommom saw her team win a bunch of Super Bowls as the rest of us piled up the hate for the Dallas Cowboys.