I can never forget, (nor forgive), that a once-proud and deserving organization that produced such classy people like Don Meredith, Roger Staubach, Charlie Waters, et-al, then sold out to Jerry Jones, who so classlessy dismissed the legendary and inovative coach, Tom Landry for Jimmy and the criminals who almost turned the entire NFL into the same type of thuggery that has become the NBA. A classless and arrogant act that continues to fly in the face of convention in order to satisfy a never ending need for camera time and attention (no matter what lengths he has to stoop to find it). The guy who brought us Neon Dieon, the mouth that roars (Michael Irvin), and yes even PacMan Jones.
I truly loathe Jerry Jones, and his need for greed and glitz and glamour. The owner who preferrs to lounge in his luxory box until the game is on the line, then come down onto the field to coach the very victory in its final minutes, so as to be immediately camera ready for the post-game interviews. Jerry Jones who, when the owners voted Pepsi to be the official NFL drink, signed his own contract with Coke for HIS stadium, even though it flies in the face of the rest of the league. Jerry Jones, the arrogant, self centered fool who cannot possibly get enough camera time so satisfy his greedy needs. Am I being understood here?