Friday, January 12, 2007

Cowboys' approach is idiotic

By Randy Galloway

FORT WORTH, Texas - Consider the case of Jerry Jones, a brilliant bidnessman who became a football idiot more than a dozen years ago, and to this day has never advanced beyond the first stage of recovery.

March of `94, the Jimster left town.

Football-wise, it has not been right since then at Valley Ranch, and the only large-and-in-charge constant over this long stretch of years has been . . . yes, Jerry.

True story. In my business, and just from a personal standpoint, you cannot help liking Jones. And I do like him. If you knew him, you would, too.

Give me a room full of the one hundred most devout Jones-haters in town, and then let me unleash Jerry on them. Guaranteed, that in about a half-hour, 90 of them would be yukking it up with Jerry like he was an old friend.

But football-wise, that changes nothing.

In this area, Jerry is now approaching terminal idiot stage. There is, apparently, no known recovery.

Jones' immense bottom-line success during the years should be a college business school blueprint for students.

But the football bottom line continues to be an ongoing bust. It's 13 years, and counting, with no progress, once the last remnants of the Jimster dynasty faded away.

Yet, even after this latest Dallas Cowboys failure, all we've heard so far this week at Valley Ranch is silence.

A head coach, we are told, is making up his mind about whether he wants to work for $6 million next season.

Amazingly, it does appear to be Bill Parcells' choice. I'm already on record as saying Bill wouldn't be back. So I could be wrong, although not necessarily about "shouldn't" be back.

For those who dread the turmoil of a coaching change, and the long process they think would be involved, how does that explain Sean Payton?

Last summer, Payton took over in New Orleans, and basically spent 28 days rebuilding the woeful Saints. He's now one win from the NFC title game.

For Parcells, there have been four seasons with the Cowboys, the last three of which have produced a combined record of one game under .500.

This season was lowlighted by a horrific December collapse. No coach should survive this, but the name is Parcells, and Jerry is apparently allowing it to happen.

Based on what he said postgame Saturday night in Seattle, Jones is prepared to pay Parcells six mil to come back, and then give another $7 million to the fool, Eldorado Owens, for his return in `07.

Which is the worst investment?

The answer is probably the $11 million Jones gave safety Roy Williams last year.

It might take at least another 11 mil, or probably more, to go sign a cover safety to play alongside Roy and hopefully restore Williams to his former self.

Parcells now has a defense that is shell-shocked and an offense that needs Sean Payton, but I guess it's too late for Sean, huh?

Meanwhile, let's not make a coaching change around here. It might be a "setback."

But as this off-season begins, Jones has two lightning rods in Parcells and Owens, neither of whom should return, although if it's only going to be one coming back, by all means, make it Parcells.

Jerry, however, is telling us he has the `07 welcome mat out for both. I'd say there's no way Parcells would agree to another season with Owens, but he did it once, so why not take the six mil and live with it?

Just another reason why this is "NOT" the Bill Parcells I thought the Cowboys were getting.

But allow me to also praise Eldo.

At 33, it's only about the money for a player with skills that are obviously eroding. Admittedly, no one is harder on Eldo that yours truly, but even I admit to shock about how far he has fallen from elite receiver status.

One NFL owner, and only one, will continue to pay him like a special player. That's our man, Jerry. Our football idiot.

Owens' game, or what's left of it, is all about the West Coast offense, which is not remotely close to how the Cowboys' offense looks. But Jerry gave Eldo 10 mil this season to underperform, to not be a game-changing receiver.

And now he will apparently reward Nine-Fingered Eldo another seven mil for next season in the same offense.

So Owens, knowing full well this is not his type of offense, gripes about not getting the ball enough, even when he's dropping balls all over the place, but he's still cashing in on the big bucks.

Owens is the winner here. Jerry is the loser. And Big Bill is the gelding.

Damn-dest thing I've ever seen around here.

Jerry, luv you, man. But you, sir, remain a football idiot.