It’s hard losing Ware, Spencer, Hatcher and Austin. These guys represent a token of what could have or should have passed.
But at some point you got to be tired of trying your luck on icons diluting promise with hype and brand. Enough already. Just as Jerry Jones learned (or is learning), we can’t get stuck living in a 90’s mirror replaying the old days of success.
The Cowboys had to move on. This arrangement of star power is off the repeat button.
Once upon a time, I turned into a casual fan. I couldn’t stand to watch the Cowboys go 5-11 over and over and over. The Cowboys went from Super Bowl repeats to the greatest hits channel faster than Kwame Brown’s NBA career.
It was sad. Disappointing.
But this moment is not then. The Cowboys still got life. It might not be a 5-11 life; it may even be a 8-8 type of life. But it is life. A chance.
So don’t close that window yet. Even if it’s a crack. I’m not saying that the Cowboys are going to the Super Bowl. I’m saying the Cowboys didn’t jump off a cliff and end up with Chan Gailey, Dave Campo or Quincy Carter.
Some pieces are still there. Important ones, that is. And now the Cowboys are being strategic about the types of surgery they want to repair the “old” with new.
The Cowboys learned that it doesn’t take a ride off a cliff and a meeting with Bill Parcells to turn around a franchise.
So, keep walking, if you want. This fan is staying in his seat.