GimmeTheBall!
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From the truth serum capital of the world, Air Cowboys America, the 50,000-watt beacon of truth, justice and the Armenian Way of Life, from Farmers Branch, where all our residents are slightly smarter than Martellus Bennett.
Mens, recent parolees, door-to-door investment portfolio salesmen and football Walter Mittys:
In any other year, it would seem, as the ides of March rip the dandelions from our starter-home lawns, it would be business as usual to open the newspaper or surf the internet and see that Jerra had signed a Julius Peppers AND a Rolle AND a Boldin who'd go on to display their diminishing talents to Cowboy fans.
But, lads and ladettes, not this year. Or so it seems thus far.
Are we seeing the maturation of Jerra as a personnel guy? Has Stephen taken the reins of all signings? Has jerra learned that over-the-hill does not mean king of the hill? Does the the tap water contain contaminants disguised as fluroide sapping our bodily fluids that we need to contain communism? So many questions.
Alas, I see Jerra as finally over the hump as far as signing has-beens.
Not that Rolle and Bolden and Peppers are has-beens. Not yet. They are on top of the hill, having played their best game and now looking at the precipitous and capricious stumbling points along the way down in which an athlete injuries himself never to recover or the timing is beginning to be off or the split-second accelleration is suddenly off by a second.
It is plain to me and plain to the multitudes of you who are nodding to these firmaments of opinion, some of you nodding off to other things, but it cannot be denied that many of these marquee names are moving on from their former teams for a reason.
The reasons being salary. Or age. Or disposition. Any or all of these can be trouble for a team.
Jerra has to be careful. He has to be careful not to ascede to Wade's pronouncements that "this good old boy can still play" or "this guy I wisht I could have drafted back in Denver" or other such nonsense.
Brooking comes to mind. Good attitude, cheap, good spirit. But his last few games he seemed out of it and out of breathe. His chief talent will be, it seems, as towel waiver. He, too, is succumbing to the call of Old Man Time, or, as we refer to it in Farmers Branch, to "Old Mens Time" or "Auld Ang syne" when we is drunk.
So, bravo, Jerra. You have not yet sucumbed to the cheap move that brings in a "star" only to see him or her play with diminishing results.
Jerra remains my hero. Optimistic, exuberant, a (rich) kid at heart who will do almost anything to make our team better. He is a player's owner, a fan's owner. He gets criticized and does dumb things, but in the final urinalysis he is the best. So much so that he will be in the Hall of Fame. So much so, that iffin I got a call at 3 a.m. in the morning and jerra would say "I'm in the Hall, Gimme! Be my introducer!" I would be there in a New Orleans minute.
As an owner matures, so does this great team!
Long live Norwegia!
In any other year, it would seem, as the ides of March rip the dandelions from our starter-home lawns, it would be business as usual to open the newspaper or surf the internet and see that Jerra had signed a Julius Peppers AND a Rolle AND a Boldin who'd go on to display their diminishing talents to Cowboy fans.
But, lads and ladettes, not this year. Or so it seems thus far.
Are we seeing the maturation of Jerra as a personnel guy? Has Stephen taken the reins of all signings? Has jerra learned that over-the-hill does not mean king of the hill? Does the the tap water contain contaminants disguised as fluroide sapping our bodily fluids that we need to contain communism? So many questions.
Alas, I see Jerra as finally over the hump as far as signing has-beens.
Not that Rolle and Bolden and Peppers are has-beens. Not yet. They are on top of the hill, having played their best game and now looking at the precipitous and capricious stumbling points along the way down in which an athlete injuries himself never to recover or the timing is beginning to be off or the split-second accelleration is suddenly off by a second.
It is plain to me and plain to the multitudes of you who are nodding to these firmaments of opinion, some of you nodding off to other things, but it cannot be denied that many of these marquee names are moving on from their former teams for a reason.
The reasons being salary. Or age. Or disposition. Any or all of these can be trouble for a team.
Jerra has to be careful. He has to be careful not to ascede to Wade's pronouncements that "this good old boy can still play" or "this guy I wisht I could have drafted back in Denver" or other such nonsense.
Brooking comes to mind. Good attitude, cheap, good spirit. But his last few games he seemed out of it and out of breathe. His chief talent will be, it seems, as towel waiver. He, too, is succumbing to the call of Old Man Time, or, as we refer to it in Farmers Branch, to "Old Mens Time" or "Auld Ang syne" when we is drunk.
So, bravo, Jerra. You have not yet sucumbed to the cheap move that brings in a "star" only to see him or her play with diminishing results.
Jerra remains my hero. Optimistic, exuberant, a (rich) kid at heart who will do almost anything to make our team better. He is a player's owner, a fan's owner. He gets criticized and does dumb things, but in the final urinalysis he is the best. So much so that he will be in the Hall of Fame. So much so, that iffin I got a call at 3 a.m. in the morning and jerra would say "I'm in the Hall, Gimme! Be my introducer!" I would be there in a New Orleans minute.
As an owner matures, so does this great team!
Long live Norwegia!
