A young boy, about 10 years old, is spending the night at his Grandpa's house. Around bedtime he decides he’d like to hear a story, and the autographed photo of Troy Aikman hanging in the hallway sparks his interest. The boy hopes Grandpa will tell him about why he loves the Dallas Cowboys.
As the feet from his footy pajamas slide across the hardwood floor, he comes to the wooden rocker and sees a smile crack across the old man’s face.
"Ready for your story, son?" he asks.
"Yeah, Grandpa. Can you tell me why you like the Cowboys so much?"
"Well it's been years since I've kept up with them, but I can tell you that when I was a teenager, the Cowboys had a marvelous quarterback. He was known as Captain America," the old man recollects.
"Roger Staubach was what the game was all about: winning. Once Staubach left, it wasn't too long before another man came along. His name was Danny White and he set records by the handful."
The young boy hands the man his cane, helping him to the bedroom. As they walk, the grandfather continues.
"After Danny White's career was over, the Cowboys found their way to another era of greatness, during the nineties—you were alive for some of this, son. There were three players known as the Triplets who seemed to know nothing but how to win. They won three Super Bowls together."
The boy crawls into his bed and he looks at his grandpa with big blue eyes, "Grandpa, I think I like the Cowboys, too."
"What makes you say that, boy?" the man inquires.
"Well, Grandpa, they're at it again."