Let’s be clear: Jerry Jones has a long history of acting the fool even before the latest Greg Hardy circus. The Cowboys owners is a carnival barker, a slick-talking oil man who will slather on that southern-fried hyperbole to help sell, sell, and sell some more.
He has attempted to sell Chan Gailey, “I thought I had a good one in Chan. I was wrong. He was better than I ever could have imagined.” Gailey was fired after two years.
He has attempted to sell Quincy Carter. “He’s a player we may not see the likes again for a couple years – if even then.” Carter was out of the league after four seasons.
He has attempted to sell the draft haul of Mario Edwards, Kareem Larrimore and Dwayne Goodrich. “Not in my wildest dreams.” Those three combined for four interceptions in their NFL careers.
So either Jerrah is fairly pathetic in his football evaluation or he’s willing to sell oily rags to families with their house on fire. He’s made a fortune in the business of the NFL (and elsewhere), so that huckster side of him clearly pays dividends. But because he’s so willing to cling to fiction in the face of fact his words carry no weight anymore.
Jones called Brandon Weeden’s throw “a thing of beauty.” As we all know, Weeden’s a bum, and was relegated to the bench a few weeks later. So it’s par for the course when Jerrah calls Greg Hardy, “One of the real leaders on this team and he earns it. (His outburst) is the kind of thing that inspires.”
Jerrah admitted shortly before making those comments that he hadn’t seen Hardy flail wildly in the Cowboys special teams huddle, smack the clip board from the hands of an assistant coach, and be restrained by teammates. But why would Jones want to know what happened before making wild, off-handed comments? His recipe remains the same: create headlines by saying outlandish things, perpetually defend even the dopiest decisions, then say more outlandish things.
Since the Cowboys last Super Bowl twenty years ago they’ve have had 10 seasons at .500 or worse. They have won a total of three playoff games, never advancing past the divisional round. But Jerrah and his army of apologists still insist he knows talent evaluation, is a great football mind, and had a heavy hand in building the ’90s dynasty (even though the bulk of evidence buries that notion).
His son Stephen has become more involved in the personnel decisions, but Jerrah is still yapping into every microphone within sight, still saying mind-numblingly stupid things. And when you employ a known crazy person like Hardy, you get crazy person problems. Do we think Hardy calls his alter ego “The Overlord Kraken” because he’s sane? Are we surprised after his former Panthers teammates called him “unmanageable?”
After the game, Hardy dismissed every reporter’s question by blurting, “No comment,” only to then ask for more queries by saying, “Any other questions?” It was a totally embarrassing display of petulant behavior. A judge found him guilty of domestic violence, the league had sufficient evidence to suspend him 10 games (reduced to four), he’s battling with coaches and teammates during games, and acting like a 12-year-old punk during media sessions.
One of the real leaders on that team. That says all you need to know about the guy running things.
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