Why I Dressed Up as Tom Landry for Halloween

James WilliamsonSenior Writer IMarch 5, 2017

I'm 19 years old and I went trick-or-treating this past Halloween.

I know I am a bit old, but the candy to me is only a bonus. My real thrill is thinking of an amazing costume, something no one would be doing, and if they were, then they stunk at it.

Last year I was the Joker. This was before the latest Batman movie came out, so I had to use the animated version of Mark Hamill's Joker as a role model. I got the laugh and the "Hello Batsy!" down pretty well.

But the weirdest thing happened. Only two people knew who I was. I had the red lips, the ugly purple coat, and the albino skin. Yet, only two people out of 50 could recognize the costume.

A year later, I decide to be a Dallas Cowboy. But why wear a silver and blue uniform when I have a nice tweed suit? I decided to surprise people by becoming the man who symbolizes the Dallas Cowboys. No, not Jerry Jones. I was Tom Landry.

I get the suit, a tie, a very neat dress shirt, and the fedora. The fedora was Tom Landry's trademark. He was even known as "the man in the funny hat" by many people.

I go trick-or-treating and immediately start asking people who I am. The responses I got were ridiculous. I tell them it has to do with the Dallas Cowboys, and they still don't get it. One lady thought I was Justin Timberlake!

"What the!!!!!!!!" was what I said to that answer. Two thought I was Jerry Jones, another said Clark Kent, and others just looked at me like I had completely lost my mind. Four out of 20 to 30 people knew who I was. I couldn't believe it.

One guy who was a Redskins fan (yes, we have Redskin fans in Texas) was ridiculous. I gave him not one, but several hints. I told him he was the guy who kicked their rears for many years. He is the big man in Dallas, and Redskins coach George Allen hated his guts.

My fellow writer and friend Craig Garrison would have guessed it immediately, but here I am in a tweed suit and fedora, and this man still can't guess it correctly. I finally told him and he looked like he was disappointed in himself.

He should have been disappointed. He was old enough to have seen Landry on the field and yet he couldn't even recognize him. How pathetic is that?

It actually makes me sad in a way. How many of us remember Tom Landry? Because if Dallas Cowboy fans can't, then what about others? Not just Landry, either.

How many Steelers remember Ernie Stautner? Have any Redskins forgotten Sammy Baugh or John Riggins? Have any Browns forgotten Otto Graham or even Paul Brown? How many Chicago Bear fans can remember Sid Luckman or Willie Gallimore? Is Paul Hornung forgotten by the Packers? Hey Viking fans, do you remember Jim Marshall?

You know that saying in Sandlot where Babe Ruth says, "Heroes are remembered, but legends never die." Is that true?

How many of us football fans can name every single Hall of Fame player from their franchise? Granted, Chicago and Green Bay have a tough one since they have 20-plus each, but what about the Buccaneers or the Broncos? Hey all you Baltimore fans, can you tell me the Baltimore Colts Hall of Fame guys? How many Dolphins are there?

I love football. I love every bit of it except the injuries and the dynasties.

I love writing articles on this marvelous website and counting down the days till Sunday. I love watching great men playing a great game. I love watching my favorite teams and favorite players like DeMarcus Ware, Antonio Cromartie, Ray Lewis, Zach Thomas, Hines Ward, and so many more.

But it makes me sad to see history forgotten. That is why I became Tom Landry. I wanted to see how many people would remember the days when Dallas could say they were America's Team, and not have critics say, "How bout those felons on that team?" I wanted to remind people to never forget the men who made football fun.

I ask any who read this article to look back at your team's history again. Look at a player who symbolized your team that you may have forgotten. Whether it is Ray Guy or Randy Gradishar. Tony Dorsett or Willie Gault. Even Anthony Munoz.

Tell your kids, friends, and fellow fans to never forget the history of your team. I know a lot of you have families. Never let them forget the guys of the past. The guys who made your team the team it is.

I am going to tell my kids whenever I have them. I hope you tell yours, because I believe a true fan should know at least one player from every generation of his team.

What do you believe?