Well, it's halfway through February and time to take stock of the sporting world. The Super Bowl is over and the Pittsburgh Steelers have been champs for a little more than two weeks. Baseball spring training is still months away, and the NBA is preparing for a post-season push. Takes care of it all, right?
Not even close.
Being halfway through February means that time is dwindling for teams in the NHL to position themselves for the playoffs beginning in April. The shifts start getting longer, the goals are more valuable, the checks start getting harder.
And tempers get even shorter.
As the anger flares, incidence of the most controversial (and drawing) aspect of the sport begins to rise. As the pressure builds, players from every team in the league drop gloves and take the sport of boxing to a more dangerous level. There's nothing that gets the home crowd and the team more riled up than the sight of two enforcers squaring off for a good blue line beat-down. Most of the time, the men rough each other up until one falls and the referees break up the fight. The crowd goes wild, a major is handed out for fighting, and business continues as usual.
Not so much on December 12, 2008.. An amateur hockey player named Don Sanderson fell during a fight, hit his head on the ice, spent three weeks in a coma, and eventually died without ever waking up on January 2, 2009.
While fans of the sport may have been shocked, the people that spend most of their professional career covering and coaching the sport believe otherwise. Ken Campbell, a writer for the publication The Hockey News is among those that believed a player dying on the ice as a result of a fight.
"It was not an accident," he wrote. "An accident, by its very nature, is something that can't be foreseen, but we have seen this coming for years."
And while the most extreme case of injury has happened, even after Sanderson's death there have been incidents of minor leaguers being seriously hurt. On January 23, 2009, American Hockey League player and enforcer Garrett Klotz had a seizure on the ice after hitting his head on the dash and ice during a fight that started immediately after the opening face off. He had removed his helmet before the fight. Broken noses and bones are more common when players drop gloves and square off.
Perhaps the critics and writers that felt the same way that Campbell did struck a cord with the minor leagues. The Ontario Hockey League (a major junior league) immediately banned the removal of the helmets during a fight. But while smaller leagues have been quick to act, the most recognizable and powerful hockey league in the world has been slow to act.
Officials for the NHL discussed the matter during the All-Star break on January 25th. Some of the managers, such as Brian Burke of the Toronto Maple Leafs, defended fighting in the premier league.
"If you take fighting out of the game, you eliminate the player's ability to regulate the violence in the game," he said. "Fighting to me is the self-policing mechanism in the game to prevent the head shots, the hits from behind, and I will never vote to have it eliminated."
Burke quotes the logic of having fighting in hockey: If someone hits your star player of specialist too hard, or takes a shot at his head, or deliberately tries to take him out of the game, the offending player must be willing to deal with the consequences. Which usually means having to go toe-to-toe with an average or below average enforcer with heavy hands and a short temper.
Even Klotz acknowledges fighting and its place in the sport, and subsequently his own, "I know the risks that I'm taking when I go out there and I'm willing to take that risk," he said. "It's not too often that this happens."
Advocates of fighting offer the argument that without these enforcers (or, as the less talented players are referred to, goons) their star players would be vulnerable. Their opponents are just as vocal about the fact that they don't buy into what they perceive as fuzzy logic.
Charles Gillis, a writer for Maclean's Magazine doesn't believe that fighting reduces dirty play. He believes that enforcers and goons are responsible for the cheap shots that lead to fights in the first place. "The league is trapped in a vicious cycle, where fighters are doing the cheap shots, the cheap shots are leading to more fights, and the officials have given up trying to stop them."
And there's no denying that fighting has certainly gone up. According to HockeyFights.com, a website devoted to tracking fighting statistics and crunching the numbers, have kept track of the number of fights in the past nine seasons. During the 05-06 season, the number of fights occurring was 466, with 29.02% of games having a fight in them. In the 06-07 season of 1230 games, there were 497 fights, with 31.22% of the games played having at least one fight in them.
In the 07-08 season, the number jumps to 644 fights with an increase of 38.46% of games having a fight. And as far as this season goes, at the time of the last count with 824 of the 1230 games played, there have been 517 fights. That's an increase of 4.74% to a final figure of 43.2% (It should be noted that the website only considers a fight a fight when at least one player receives a hefty major penalty for fighting. It doesn't keep track of the minor scrums and shoving matches that occur during a game.)
The question that writers and fans of the sport (people like me) have to consider is whether to lobby for the elimination of the sport. With players knowing the risks and rewards for duking it out with another enforcer and the coaches neither publicly condemning the fights nor condoning them, it makes for a tough question.
Part of what makes hockey so special to me is the intensity that the players attack the game with. The season is hard, the post-season brutal, and the teams full of men who genuinely have to earn their money with punishing checks and exhausting shifts. I believe that no other sport requires conditioning like that of the modern hockey player. They are elbowed, they are checked, they take pucks to the face, and deliver bone quivering hits to other players. And they do it for sixty minutes a game, over 80 times a year, not to mention the best of seven game series a player hopes to take part off during the playoffs. The NHL is probably the most underrated of the four major sports in the US, and the emotionality is matched perhaps only by football.
But what perhaps is the most special part of the sport is the way that players can regulate the actions of each other in more effective ways than a referee can. I do support fighting in hockey, not only because of the draw to the sport, but also because it is a deeply rooted tradition. Removing the ability to stick up for your teammates and yourself by dropping gloves by suspensions and bans would be just as offensive if the NFL decided to clean up the sport by suspending players after a touchdown celebration or a shoving match on the field.
The value of fighting in hockey extends not only to the physical part of the sport, but also to the traditions of the best enforcers and the camaraderie that should be inherent in the team locker room (a quality that is in woefully short supply in the modern era of free agency and the mercenary mentality that players in all sports have).
There have been tragic incidents of injury and death, but not all terrible moments have occurred during fights. During a game on December 10, 2003, a Buffalo Sabres goalie named Chuck Malarchuk got his throat cut by a teammates skate. He lifted his helmet off and immediately sprayed arterial blood all over the ice. He almost died.
The risks of the game are not only inherent in the fights. While there is a difference between Malarchuk's accident and Sanderson's, both players recognized they could get hurt. What I do support however, is what the OHL did in banning the removal of helmets. What others don't recognize is that there even seems to be a unwritten code of fighting. Some of the rules I've researched and found are as follows:
The most important aspect of this etiquette is that opposing enforcers must agree to a fight, usually via a verbal or physical exchange on the ice. This agreement helps both players avoid being given an instigator penalty, and helps keep unwilling participants out of fights.[49]
Enforcers typically only fight each other, with only the occasional spontaneous fight breaking out between one or two opponents who do not usually fight.[50] Enforcers spend time researching the techniques and weaknesses of other enforcers, and many carry on long-standing rivalries.[51] There is a high degree of respect among enforcers as well; they will respect a rival who declines a fight because he is playing with injuries, a frequent occurrence, because enforcers consider winning a fight with an injured opponent to be an empty victory.[52] This is also known as granting a "free pass".[53]
Long-standing rivalries result in numerous re-matches, especially if one of the enforcers has to decline an invitation to fight during a given game. This is one of the reasons that enforcers may fight at the beginning of a game, when nothing obvious has happened to agitate the opponents.[54] On the other hand, it is bad etiquette to try to initiate a fight with an enforcer who is near the end of his shift, since the more rested player will have an obvious advantage.[55]
Another important aspect of etiquette is simply fighting fairly and cleanly. Fairness is maintained by not wearing equipment that could injure the opposing fighter, such as face shields, gloves, or masks,[56] not pulling the opposing fighter's jersey over his head, and not assaulting referees or linesmen.[57] Finally, whatever the outcome of the fight, etiquette dictates that players who choose to fight win and lose those fights gracefully. Otherwise, they risk losing the respect of their teammates and fans.[58]
In any case, I believe that fighting in hockey should continue with a greater emphasis on player safety. Helmets should be kept on. Etiquette should be followed. Enforcers shouldn't wait until they've spilled the blood of others until they stop. To remove the longstanding tradition of fighting would be more detrimental to the sport than any rules change in quite some time. If more concern towards fighting and its related etiquette, maybe writers and critics wouldn't have to write in their newspaper columns, "Was it worth it?"
OVERTIME: Here's a new feature to the blog in which I examine the fallout from previous stories. A-Rod admits to using performance enhancing drugs during his time at the Rangers. I'm proud that he had the honesty to own up to it. We're all watching to see what the commissioner is going to do with the tainted numbers and records. And I'm very interested to see if Rodriguez has a chance to get into Cooperstowne. Jamie Moyer doesn't seem to think so. In an interview with ESPN, he said that he didn't believe A-Rod had a chance to get in now. I guess we'll see if the pitcher is right.
16 February 2009
09 February 2009
Issue ii: A-Fraud? [i love to say it. i told you so.]
Right now Jose Canseco is probably pointing at his newest book, Vindicated and laughing out loud.
For those of you not familiar with the man, Canseco was a once Hall of Fame bound slugger who played for a myriad of baseball teams, including the Oakland Athletics, the New York Yankees, and the Texas Rangers. He was also one of the most vocal advocates for the controlled use of steroids and performance-enhancing drugs that the sport had ever seen. After his perceived blacklisting from Major League Baseball, the man wrote a tell-all book named Juiced. The man was demonized as a jilted and spiteful ballplayer who was out for revenge against those who he felt had wronged him. As a result of a media campaign he believes was waged by the MLB and the owners and commissioner, he was widely discredited and considered a washed up has-been looking to bank some quick coin.
That is, until the Mitchell Reports came out.
Suddenly, it didn't seem like Canseco was spouting lies and garbage as much as the truth. Many of the players named in his first book were also named in the investigative report issued by the United States Congressional group in charge of figuring out how far and how deep the steroid scandal existed. Canseco was suddenly credible again. He had told the truth, suffered the consequences, lost his friends, and was suddenly considered one of the main reasons baseball's dirty laundry was aired. He felt, well vindicated.
Which was the title of his next book, wherein he released several more names to the list of players he had either injected personally or he suspected had juiced up.
Roger Clemens, currently under legal fire for alleged perjury in a Congressional Hearing, was one.
Alex Rodriguez was another.
Which brings me to this weekend. After my girlfriend and I came back from an unseasonably enjoyable February walk, she logged onto Yahoo and broke the news to me. Sports Illustrated had released a report concerning what should have been an anonymous steroid test that MLB had designed to serve as an indicator for the depth of the steroid issue among players. Among the 104 major-leaguers (about 5% of those tested) that tested positive in 2003, you can find Alex Rodriguez's name. Perhaps it wouldn't have been such big news if A-Rod hadn't won the American League MVP and broken the 300 home run mark for his career. If you're wondering why Rodriguez didn't receive an automatic suspension or other punishment, it's because MLB didn't levy any punishments or fines against players testing positive in '03.
When I heard the news and listened to the wall to wall coverage on ESPN, I can honestly say that I wasn't least surprised to hear that another future Hall of Famer was implicated with the use of steroids. As just a casual baseball fan, I wasn't shocked by another blow to the already iffy integrity of a tainted game. I'm sure that all sports have their problem with juicers and users looking for that extra edge against the competition, but baseball seems to have the most problems with players publicly getting outed. Maybe because baseball is considered a national sport. Maybe because baseball is multi-billion dollar industry that pushes the authentic jerseys of super-stars for hundreds of dollars so that children can wear their heroes' clothes to the game. For whatever reason, it's harder and harder to trust the motives of not only ball players, but of the organization itself. This period of baseball is always going to be the Steroid Era. Nothing will ever change that. For now, every time a McGuire, a Rodriguez, a Sosa, or a Clemens is accused of juicing up, I doubt very much the fans will surprised. In fact, right now, ESPN First Take just realized an interactive poll that said 34% of the people who took the survey said that they weren't disturbed at all that A-Rod tested positive (as opposed to the 37% that said they were very disturbed). It won't be until 10 or 15 years down the line, when all the players from the Steroid Era have retired that fans can truly trust the game again.
Whether these baseball greats used steroids to achieve fame, money, fan dom, to level the playing field, or even a quick way to get a ticket punched to Cooperstown [where the Hall of Fame is located at in New York], whenever the players are accused of use, not only their reputation is tarnished, but also the reputation of the game that they're supposed to love.
As for the fans, both casual and diehard, the question is whether or not to forgive the players who used. Jason Giambi's and Andy Pettite's scandals have been largely forgotten after they admitted using and moved on. Others, like Clemens and Barry Bonds are looking at potential legal action and jail time (respectively) for vehemently denying any wrong doing.
It looks like the fans could be willing to forgive A-Rod, provided he admit it and move on. In his defense, there is no indication that Rodriguez has ever tested positive after 2003. He should just be honest with the fans and admit that yea, he used. Yea, so was everyone else. He cheated, he should admit it, and he could still cement his legacy as one of the greats of the game. Try honesty A-Rod. The people that love the sport and love seeing the greats swinging the big bat will probably forgive you, especially if it was only the one time in 2003.
Meanwhile, on the opposite side of the U.S., Jose Canseco woke up February 8th feeling absolutely great. He was, well, vindicated again. And if some reporter were to interview him, I could picture him pointing at copies of his two books and saying, "Yea, I love to say it. I told you so."
For those of you not familiar with the man, Canseco was a once Hall of Fame bound slugger who played for a myriad of baseball teams, including the Oakland Athletics, the New York Yankees, and the Texas Rangers. He was also one of the most vocal advocates for the controlled use of steroids and performance-enhancing drugs that the sport had ever seen. After his perceived blacklisting from Major League Baseball, the man wrote a tell-all book named Juiced. The man was demonized as a jilted and spiteful ballplayer who was out for revenge against those who he felt had wronged him. As a result of a media campaign he believes was waged by the MLB and the owners and commissioner, he was widely discredited and considered a washed up has-been looking to bank some quick coin.
That is, until the Mitchell Reports came out.
Suddenly, it didn't seem like Canseco was spouting lies and garbage as much as the truth. Many of the players named in his first book were also named in the investigative report issued by the United States Congressional group in charge of figuring out how far and how deep the steroid scandal existed. Canseco was suddenly credible again. He had told the truth, suffered the consequences, lost his friends, and was suddenly considered one of the main reasons baseball's dirty laundry was aired. He felt, well vindicated.
Which was the title of his next book, wherein he released several more names to the list of players he had either injected personally or he suspected had juiced up.
Roger Clemens, currently under legal fire for alleged perjury in a Congressional Hearing, was one.
Alex Rodriguez was another.
Which brings me to this weekend. After my girlfriend and I came back from an unseasonably enjoyable February walk, she logged onto Yahoo and broke the news to me. Sports Illustrated had released a report concerning what should have been an anonymous steroid test that MLB had designed to serve as an indicator for the depth of the steroid issue among players. Among the 104 major-leaguers (about 5% of those tested) that tested positive in 2003, you can find Alex Rodriguez's name. Perhaps it wouldn't have been such big news if A-Rod hadn't won the American League MVP and broken the 300 home run mark for his career. If you're wondering why Rodriguez didn't receive an automatic suspension or other punishment, it's because MLB didn't levy any punishments or fines against players testing positive in '03.
When I heard the news and listened to the wall to wall coverage on ESPN, I can honestly say that I wasn't least surprised to hear that another future Hall of Famer was implicated with the use of steroids. As just a casual baseball fan, I wasn't shocked by another blow to the already iffy integrity of a tainted game. I'm sure that all sports have their problem with juicers and users looking for that extra edge against the competition, but baseball seems to have the most problems with players publicly getting outed. Maybe because baseball is considered a national sport. Maybe because baseball is multi-billion dollar industry that pushes the authentic jerseys of super-stars for hundreds of dollars so that children can wear their heroes' clothes to the game. For whatever reason, it's harder and harder to trust the motives of not only ball players, but of the organization itself. This period of baseball is always going to be the Steroid Era. Nothing will ever change that. For now, every time a McGuire, a Rodriguez, a Sosa, or a Clemens is accused of juicing up, I doubt very much the fans will surprised. In fact, right now, ESPN First Take just realized an interactive poll that said 34% of the people who took the survey said that they weren't disturbed at all that A-Rod tested positive (as opposed to the 37% that said they were very disturbed). It won't be until 10 or 15 years down the line, when all the players from the Steroid Era have retired that fans can truly trust the game again.
Whether these baseball greats used steroids to achieve fame, money, fan dom, to level the playing field, or even a quick way to get a ticket punched to Cooperstown [where the Hall of Fame is located at in New York], whenever the players are accused of use, not only their reputation is tarnished, but also the reputation of the game that they're supposed to love.
As for the fans, both casual and diehard, the question is whether or not to forgive the players who used. Jason Giambi's and Andy Pettite's scandals have been largely forgotten after they admitted using and moved on. Others, like Clemens and Barry Bonds are looking at potential legal action and jail time (respectively) for vehemently denying any wrong doing.
It looks like the fans could be willing to forgive A-Rod, provided he admit it and move on. In his defense, there is no indication that Rodriguez has ever tested positive after 2003. He should just be honest with the fans and admit that yea, he used. Yea, so was everyone else. He cheated, he should admit it, and he could still cement his legacy as one of the greats of the game. Try honesty A-Rod. The people that love the sport and love seeing the greats swinging the big bat will probably forgive you, especially if it was only the one time in 2003.
Meanwhile, on the opposite side of the U.S., Jose Canseco woke up February 8th feeling absolutely great. He was, well, vindicated again. And if some reporter were to interview him, I could picture him pointing at copies of his two books and saying, "Yea, I love to say it. I told you so."
18 January 2009
Issue i: Blue Collar Football [the dallas cowboys will break your heart]
I was watching the New York Giants play the Philadelphia Eagles yesterday and found myself thinking about half-way through the game, “Oh my God, I don’t think Big Blue is going to win this one.”
It was a startling realization for me. I knew that the Eagles had a chance to win that game, but I didn’t really think that they’d travel up to the Meadowlands and win against a well rested Giants squad. I expected the Giants to out-run the birds with a ready and raring to go Brandon Jacobs. I expected The Giants’ D to at least put up a good fight. And maybe worst of all, I thought Eli Manning (one of the most average QB’s in the league) to at least be proficient.
Instead, what happened was that the Birds showed up and took care of business, just like the last two weeks with their destruction of Dallas and their handy defeat of the Minnesota Vikings.
For the first time in a few years, the Philadelphia Eagles stand on the cusp of a Super Bowl berth. With a favorable match-up against the Arizona Cardinals, a team that they’ve played once already this year, they are poised to become a major threat to the AFC contender for the Vince Lombardi Trophy. And if they were to win, it would be the second NFC East team in as many years to hoist the trophy in their city.
As a life-long Dallas Cowboys fan, the idea of any divisional rival winning the Super Bowl is a stomach churning experience. The only thing worse than the concept of the Philadelphia Eagles winning the Super Bowl is the notion that next year it could be the Washington Redskins. After all, they had a good run there in the middle of the season as well, right?
I look at the Dallas Cowboys squads that have come and gone and there is a starling similarity. It is this common linkage that bridges the Cowboys from the past ten to twelve years that could also explain the disparity of between their failures in both the regular and post seasons and our rivals’ successes.
The NFC East has long been a blue collar division in football, filled with teams that hit harder, play rougher, and finish games with a toughness that could be matched only by a few similar divisions throughout the NFL (the AFC North comes readily to mind, especially with a prominent Round 3 looming between division champs Pittsburgh and up and coming Baltimore).
The New York Giants, the Philadelphia Eagles, and the Washington Redskins have all embraced their blue collar roots. The Dallas Cowboys have not.
In the past two seasons, the Cowboys organization in general and Jerry Jones in particular have made decisions and choices for the future of Dallas that have shied away from their blue collar beginnings. Relying on highly paid talent like Terrell Owens and Tony Romo and players with histories as clouded as creek beds like Adam “Pacman” Jones and Tank Johnson, the Cowboys have attempted to become a larger than life presence in the NFL again, only this time team chemistry and character were left in the stable while Jerry Jones saddled up a pony named Notoriety in the hopes of riding off into the sunset.
All throughout the season, the players squabbled, complained, griped, and struggled to even stay in the same locker room. Receivers complained of not enough passes and claimed secretive meetings between Tony Romo and Jason Witten were taking place. Players disrespected head coach Wade Phillips. And Adam Jones, who had the opportunity of a lifetime and a second chance that probably shouldn’t have been awarded to him disrespected not only his general manager and owner Jerry Jones, but the entire league and the commisioner by violating his probation (yet again) and getting into a physical altercation with a man that was hired to keep him out of trouble.
All season long, we watched grown men behaving as children while kidding themselves that the Super Bowl was theirs to receive in Tampa. It was tough to watch this year, and I suppose the reason they achieved so much was the lingering aftereffects of Bill Parcells and his hard-nosed, no excuses allowed methods. Now that mentality has been squandered and lost, leaving behind only highly paid divas and a precious few that have the toughness, but not the leadership.
As a Cowboys fan living on the East Coast, I could write you a novel about what its like to hear the way our divisional rivals’ fans talk about the team I grew up loving. “The Cowgirls are pansies,” I heard from a Giant’s fan. “What a joke. Why don’t you get some green and start watching real football,” from an Eagles fan. And my personal favorite: “Cowgirls? Man, have you even been to Texas,” from a ‘Skins fan. Yea, it’s been tough to root for the ‘Boys this year, and even though I reflect on the season with a fair amount of negativity, there are still aspects of this team that I love even more than last year.
For one, the defense. Those guys played hard from about the time Romo was injured until the end of the season. They faltered, especially during the Pittsburgh, Baltimore, and Eagles games. But like some many defensive squads in the past showed, you can only play well for so long. And after your offense has failed the majority of the game, your defense will as well. Guys like DeMarcus Ware and Bradie James defined this season in Dallas with their consistent big-play ability. Ware led the league in sacks and was a major candidate for Defensive MVP. Terrance Newman stepped up his play and rookies did as well as you could ask them to after an aging Roy Williams went out for the season. In the second part of the season, the defense was the catalyst for the offense most of the time, and to ask of them anymore is unfair.
The running game is also intriguing. Marian Barber was a stud (like we knew he would be) and Felix Jones perfectly complimented his running style, exploding several times for big gains and scores until he went out for the season with an injury. Even rookie Tashard Choice fit the bill after Barber broke his toe. Choice did an amazing job against some of the best defenses in the league. I look forwards to maybe seeing a trio of strong, dynamic runners with differing styles similar to the Giants’ Brandon Jacobs, Ahmad Bradshaw, and Derek Ward next year.
And Jason Witten.
Words and accolades don’t even begin to describe how I feel about the best tight end to wear the star since Jay Novacek. He played with busted ribs, he played with a bruised chest and an injured ankle. But even with the injuries, he still managed to block well, run well, and come up with some absolutely clutch catches. He’s got toughness and character, two things that are currently in short supply in the Dallas Cowboys offense. Witten is in my opinion one of the top three offensive players Dallas has. Jerry Jones would do well remembering his toughness and his skill when contract time rolls around next.
Save for a couple of sparks during the 44-6 loss against the Eagles, Tony Romo once again failed to step up as a leader. But there was a bright spot in my heart when on fourth and inches he defied Wade Phillips, sent back the punt team, and then executed a text-book quarterback sneak to get the first down. Save for his issues with ball security, Romo’s biggest detriment is his lack of leadership. He needs to step up and control his wild offensive players and force them to respect what it is they do and how they play.
Of the four remaining teams, three of them (the Eagles, the Ravens, and the Steelers) play the kind of smash mouth, blue collar football that wins championships. Last year, the Champion New York Giants also played the same kind of football. There’s a noticeable similarity, isn’t there?
Should the Cowboys want to win in the post-season again, they need only look inside their division at three teams that seem to have a different value system than they do. Those are teams that don’t mind hitting hard and getting hit hard in return. Those are the teams that are tough, those are the teams that have character and leaders in good supply. But more than anything, those are the teams that play like nothing is given to them just because they are America’s Team, teams that don’t believe that they are the Super Bowl heir apparent. Until the whole team plays hard and realizes that they reside in a blue collar division, I doubt anyone will see the Cowboys as a serious playoff threat.
Including me.
It was a startling realization for me. I knew that the Eagles had a chance to win that game, but I didn’t really think that they’d travel up to the Meadowlands and win against a well rested Giants squad. I expected the Giants to out-run the birds with a ready and raring to go Brandon Jacobs. I expected The Giants’ D to at least put up a good fight. And maybe worst of all, I thought Eli Manning (one of the most average QB’s in the league) to at least be proficient.
Instead, what happened was that the Birds showed up and took care of business, just like the last two weeks with their destruction of Dallas and their handy defeat of the Minnesota Vikings.
For the first time in a few years, the Philadelphia Eagles stand on the cusp of a Super Bowl berth. With a favorable match-up against the Arizona Cardinals, a team that they’ve played once already this year, they are poised to become a major threat to the AFC contender for the Vince Lombardi Trophy. And if they were to win, it would be the second NFC East team in as many years to hoist the trophy in their city.
As a life-long Dallas Cowboys fan, the idea of any divisional rival winning the Super Bowl is a stomach churning experience. The only thing worse than the concept of the Philadelphia Eagles winning the Super Bowl is the notion that next year it could be the Washington Redskins. After all, they had a good run there in the middle of the season as well, right?
I look at the Dallas Cowboys squads that have come and gone and there is a starling similarity. It is this common linkage that bridges the Cowboys from the past ten to twelve years that could also explain the disparity of between their failures in both the regular and post seasons and our rivals’ successes.
The NFC East has long been a blue collar division in football, filled with teams that hit harder, play rougher, and finish games with a toughness that could be matched only by a few similar divisions throughout the NFL (the AFC North comes readily to mind, especially with a prominent Round 3 looming between division champs Pittsburgh and up and coming Baltimore).
The New York Giants, the Philadelphia Eagles, and the Washington Redskins have all embraced their blue collar roots. The Dallas Cowboys have not.
In the past two seasons, the Cowboys organization in general and Jerry Jones in particular have made decisions and choices for the future of Dallas that have shied away from their blue collar beginnings. Relying on highly paid talent like Terrell Owens and Tony Romo and players with histories as clouded as creek beds like Adam “Pacman” Jones and Tank Johnson, the Cowboys have attempted to become a larger than life presence in the NFL again, only this time team chemistry and character were left in the stable while Jerry Jones saddled up a pony named Notoriety in the hopes of riding off into the sunset.
All throughout the season, the players squabbled, complained, griped, and struggled to even stay in the same locker room. Receivers complained of not enough passes and claimed secretive meetings between Tony Romo and Jason Witten were taking place. Players disrespected head coach Wade Phillips. And Adam Jones, who had the opportunity of a lifetime and a second chance that probably shouldn’t have been awarded to him disrespected not only his general manager and owner Jerry Jones, but the entire league and the commisioner by violating his probation (yet again) and getting into a physical altercation with a man that was hired to keep him out of trouble.
All season long, we watched grown men behaving as children while kidding themselves that the Super Bowl was theirs to receive in Tampa. It was tough to watch this year, and I suppose the reason they achieved so much was the lingering aftereffects of Bill Parcells and his hard-nosed, no excuses allowed methods. Now that mentality has been squandered and lost, leaving behind only highly paid divas and a precious few that have the toughness, but not the leadership.
As a Cowboys fan living on the East Coast, I could write you a novel about what its like to hear the way our divisional rivals’ fans talk about the team I grew up loving. “The Cowgirls are pansies,” I heard from a Giant’s fan. “What a joke. Why don’t you get some green and start watching real football,” from an Eagles fan. And my personal favorite: “Cowgirls? Man, have you even been to Texas,” from a ‘Skins fan. Yea, it’s been tough to root for the ‘Boys this year, and even though I reflect on the season with a fair amount of negativity, there are still aspects of this team that I love even more than last year.
For one, the defense. Those guys played hard from about the time Romo was injured until the end of the season. They faltered, especially during the Pittsburgh, Baltimore, and Eagles games. But like some many defensive squads in the past showed, you can only play well for so long. And after your offense has failed the majority of the game, your defense will as well. Guys like DeMarcus Ware and Bradie James defined this season in Dallas with their consistent big-play ability. Ware led the league in sacks and was a major candidate for Defensive MVP. Terrance Newman stepped up his play and rookies did as well as you could ask them to after an aging Roy Williams went out for the season. In the second part of the season, the defense was the catalyst for the offense most of the time, and to ask of them anymore is unfair.
The running game is also intriguing. Marian Barber was a stud (like we knew he would be) and Felix Jones perfectly complimented his running style, exploding several times for big gains and scores until he went out for the season with an injury. Even rookie Tashard Choice fit the bill after Barber broke his toe. Choice did an amazing job against some of the best defenses in the league. I look forwards to maybe seeing a trio of strong, dynamic runners with differing styles similar to the Giants’ Brandon Jacobs, Ahmad Bradshaw, and Derek Ward next year.
And Jason Witten.
Words and accolades don’t even begin to describe how I feel about the best tight end to wear the star since Jay Novacek. He played with busted ribs, he played with a bruised chest and an injured ankle. But even with the injuries, he still managed to block well, run well, and come up with some absolutely clutch catches. He’s got toughness and character, two things that are currently in short supply in the Dallas Cowboys offense. Witten is in my opinion one of the top three offensive players Dallas has. Jerry Jones would do well remembering his toughness and his skill when contract time rolls around next.
Save for a couple of sparks during the 44-6 loss against the Eagles, Tony Romo once again failed to step up as a leader. But there was a bright spot in my heart when on fourth and inches he defied Wade Phillips, sent back the punt team, and then executed a text-book quarterback sneak to get the first down. Save for his issues with ball security, Romo’s biggest detriment is his lack of leadership. He needs to step up and control his wild offensive players and force them to respect what it is they do and how they play.
Of the four remaining teams, three of them (the Eagles, the Ravens, and the Steelers) play the kind of smash mouth, blue collar football that wins championships. Last year, the Champion New York Giants also played the same kind of football. There’s a noticeable similarity, isn’t there?
Should the Cowboys want to win in the post-season again, they need only look inside their division at three teams that seem to have a different value system than they do. Those are teams that don’t mind hitting hard and getting hit hard in return. Those are the teams that are tough, those are the teams that have character and leaders in good supply. But more than anything, those are the teams that play like nothing is given to them just because they are America’s Team, teams that don’t believe that they are the Super Bowl heir apparent. Until the whole team plays hard and realizes that they reside in a blue collar division, I doubt anyone will see the Cowboys as a serious playoff threat.
Including me.
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