My how things change in this league. After winning last week, it appeared the embarrassment against the Saints the week before was a one-time thing, a bump in the road. Well, you can get rid of that notion, these Cowboys are teetering on the edge, and they could easily go over. Or they could just as easily turn it around, how many teams have been counted out how many times this year, only to get back in contention. Now, I'll grant you, I no longer think we are an elite team in the NFC, we are just another in the crowd. But we're still going to the playoffs so at least we have a puncher's chance, but we better get things right starting against Detroit. I never give up on a season until it's over, but these Cowboys are sure making it hard to believe.
That's some deep frustration, but warranted. When you work so hard all season for a goal, only to let it go without a fight, it doesn't get any worse.
Even Mr. Sunshine, Jerry Jones, is losing his cool.
Those are pretty strong words from the man who signs the checks. Parcells will have to do his best psych-job to get this team pointed in the right direction again. Somehow, he has to sell them on still being in contention for the whole enchilada.
There's basically nothing good that came out of this game on the field. It was a total loss.
And not doing it with so much on line has to be surprising to Parcells, right?
"Yes, I am."
"Of course," he said. "You can't play like that and not be disappointed. There's not really anything good to say. I've got to take the responsibility for it because the team obviously didn't look prepared to play. We just didn't make any plays at all."
It was a disaster; I haven't seen the Cowboys look this bad on both sides of the ball all year. Heck, even the games with Bledsoe, we were at least scoring points. This one just fell apart in all areas; so much so, the Cowboys were getting booed at a game they thought would be their defining statement in the regular season.
Last word to Romo: