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So I've laid low lately, trying to let this season marinate in my bones, and figure out just what the state of this merry popsicle stand we call the Cowboys truly is.
Today, we're screwing plates into clavicles, kicking the tires on stray Texas hero quarterbacks, and shedding the stench of sickos that clung to this roster too long like poo on a shoe. There's an FBI's worth of investigation needed to figure out if this was a felony crime scene or simply a minor blip on a proper path.
Those most exposed got some 'splainin' to do. Linehan and Marinelli. Garrett and McClay. Dez and Terrance. Tyrone and Demarcus. Et cetera.
There's only so much Romo duct tape left until this thing is flying without a rudder for good. Without Tony around, this team earned itself a No. 4 draft pick the hard way, curb-stomping our preseason hopes brought on by that 12-4 record a lifetime ago, the campaign that earned Jerry the Executive of the Year. My gawd, that really happened.
So where are we now? What are they doing over there right this minute? Is all this Wentz talk real, or are smokescreens already in full play? Did Jerry come unhinged, and have ultimatums been delivered? Is Tony really OK, or is sheer panic and full spin already in effect? Why do we drive on parkways and park on driveways. All questions need to be asked.
My biggest wonder, just how many warts is Romo disguising?
Without him, Dez looks lost and average. Beasley looks like a tiny SMU receiver who should be selling shoes at Foot Locker. Williams is invisible. The offensive line looks supremely overrated. First downs seem 30 yards long. Players seem half of themselves without Romo on the field.
It's an incredible offense when Romo is there to conduct the orchestra. But when he's not, it's Emmett Otter's Jug Band. Disjointed and ill-timed, like they're playing in ankle weights and ice skates.
And the defense, without Romo, was left naked and alone in a time-of-possession deluge. Weary legs got jackhammered by good teams, as New England, Carolina, and Green Bay ran roughshod through Dallas like a 7-on-7 drill.
The easy blame is on Garrett, and that's been the chorus line. Always is in every disappointed fan base as the coaching carousel kicks in full speed to make folks feel better and avoid reality. That's too easy and unnuanced.
I don't share the panic of some, but if it is Romo that is the magic pixie dust for this roster, perhaps it is time to find his shadow. But...is that guy in this draft, or is he still in offseason workouts at some high school in Poughkeepsie.
The Cowboys already have a great quarterback, and yet they have no quarterback at all. That's the troubling dilemma of a Ferrari with a bad set of brake pads in a road race.
So I've waxed and waned about what to do with this pick. Goff, Wentz, Lynch. Will these guys even be in the league in five years? Is there a star in that mix, maybe two, or all three? Or is this just the latest list of Ponders, Lockers, Leinarts, et al. Should Dallas just grab that pass rusher or Dez' counterpart?
Whatever the answer is, they have to get this right. I'm just saying a prayer for Romo, and hoping for a quiet, quick, and constructive offseason. Or else, it's going to be facsimile of that same horror show.
Go Broncos, I guess.
Today, we're screwing plates into clavicles, kicking the tires on stray Texas hero quarterbacks, and shedding the stench of sickos that clung to this roster too long like poo on a shoe. There's an FBI's worth of investigation needed to figure out if this was a felony crime scene or simply a minor blip on a proper path.
Those most exposed got some 'splainin' to do. Linehan and Marinelli. Garrett and McClay. Dez and Terrance. Tyrone and Demarcus. Et cetera.
There's only so much Romo duct tape left until this thing is flying without a rudder for good. Without Tony around, this team earned itself a No. 4 draft pick the hard way, curb-stomping our preseason hopes brought on by that 12-4 record a lifetime ago, the campaign that earned Jerry the Executive of the Year. My gawd, that really happened.
So where are we now? What are they doing over there right this minute? Is all this Wentz talk real, or are smokescreens already in full play? Did Jerry come unhinged, and have ultimatums been delivered? Is Tony really OK, or is sheer panic and full spin already in effect? Why do we drive on parkways and park on driveways. All questions need to be asked.
My biggest wonder, just how many warts is Romo disguising?
Without him, Dez looks lost and average. Beasley looks like a tiny SMU receiver who should be selling shoes at Foot Locker. Williams is invisible. The offensive line looks supremely overrated. First downs seem 30 yards long. Players seem half of themselves without Romo on the field.
It's an incredible offense when Romo is there to conduct the orchestra. But when he's not, it's Emmett Otter's Jug Band. Disjointed and ill-timed, like they're playing in ankle weights and ice skates.
And the defense, without Romo, was left naked and alone in a time-of-possession deluge. Weary legs got jackhammered by good teams, as New England, Carolina, and Green Bay ran roughshod through Dallas like a 7-on-7 drill.
The easy blame is on Garrett, and that's been the chorus line. Always is in every disappointed fan base as the coaching carousel kicks in full speed to make folks feel better and avoid reality. That's too easy and unnuanced.
I don't share the panic of some, but if it is Romo that is the magic pixie dust for this roster, perhaps it is time to find his shadow. But...is that guy in this draft, or is he still in offseason workouts at some high school in Poughkeepsie.
The Cowboys already have a great quarterback, and yet they have no quarterback at all. That's the troubling dilemma of a Ferrari with a bad set of brake pads in a road race.
So I've waxed and waned about what to do with this pick. Goff, Wentz, Lynch. Will these guys even be in the league in five years? Is there a star in that mix, maybe two, or all three? Or is this just the latest list of Ponders, Lockers, Leinarts, et al. Should Dallas just grab that pass rusher or Dez' counterpart?
Whatever the answer is, they have to get this right. I'm just saying a prayer for Romo, and hoping for a quiet, quick, and constructive offseason. Or else, it's going to be facsimile of that same horror show.
Go Broncos, I guess.
