Randy Galloway of the Star-Telegram absolutely hammered Jerry Jones and the Dallas Cowboys in one of his recent articles.

Fire Wade? Yes, but here’s what happens:

(1) It allows Jerry Jones, the worst general manager in the history of professional sports (you want me to recite his GM record, sans the Jimster?) to casually blow off another bad hire with the usual, “to our fans, I say I’m sorry it didn’t work out.”

Twelve bleeping years, Jerry. That’s how long it has never worked out with even a playoff win. Or actually, make it 15 years since Jimmy left town as the jumping off point.
How could a good owner be so stupid to allow this GM to keep his job? Not exactly a new question, but it’s the ongoing truth.

(2) It allows a new head coach-in-waiting to take over when he should be under as much siege as Phillips for what has happened on the field. Jason Garrett, the Red-Headed Jesus of Valley Ranch, has been in charge of an offense in a month-long slump. Jason is failing at the moment. So you promote that?

Not yet, Rojo. Not on merit.

(3) It allows a room full of players, who went gutless in St. Louis, to once again weasel their way out of failure, because, of course, you can’t fire the players.

These are the same frauds who were so happy that a mean old man named Parcells hit the road, allowing Jerry to bring in a “players’ coach, a coach who allows us to be men.”

How, Wade, are these “men” working out for you lately?

Red-Headed Jesus of Valley Ranch? That might be the funniest thing I read in some time.

As for his points, I think Galloway is right on the money. The Cowboys are stuck right now with what they’ve got and they better figure it out because there’s no help coming. If Garrett’s offense was still clicking, than Phillips might have gotten the boot last week. But it’s not and Jones doesn’t have a ton of options.