Jerry Jones: The Man Who Laughs

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Feb 4, 2012; Indianapolis, IN, USA; Dallas Cowboys owner Jerry Jones arrives on the red carpet for the Direct TV Party at Victory Field. Mandatory Credit: Brian Spurlock-USA TODAY Sports

This is a crooked man in complete denial, who reviews incorrect metrics, and slams his notion of success down peoples throats. He could at least buy a fan a beer instead of watching them wash down their sorrows with their own river of tears.

Dallas is the epic center of the NFL in all the wrong (embarrassing) ways. Jerry has created his version of Las Vegas inside AT&T Stadium, and graciously plays host to fans and visitors alike. And win or lose, like Vegas, the house (Jones) always wins. Always.

But despite the wicked mess, Jerry Jones can still fix his errors. (No, not his Botox smile.)

All Jerry Jones has to do is fire himself. He must know this. Of all the bad, the horror, and losses over the years, Jerry can do the Cowboys a win by ejecting himself.

“Eject” as in a good-bye forever. From interviews. Television. The Owner’s box. The sidelines. “Eject” as in Yoda from The Empire Strikes Back.

The Cowboys then, and only then, are granted their wish of a proper reset. And without a reset — a do over decades in the making — the Cowboys will continue to draw laughter, criticism, negativity and mediocrity to the epic star in Dallas.

Jerry, sir, it’s hard, but you can still do a solid.

Hey, even Darth Vader turned away from the dark side.

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