And so, amid a desperate search for attention, Jerry Jones has inched another step closer to becoming his dream combination of sports team owner and covered-in-toxic-sludge comic book villain by firing head coach Mike McCarthy two weeks after the end of the regular season (this, after blocking McCarthy’s ability to interview with other teams during the start of the coaching carousel).
Pointing this out will, of course, elicit two very different responses. One is from a segment of the Dallas Cowboys’ fan base that is tired of their franchise being run like a rusted-over Disney World, pining for an owner who can at least pretend to take things seriously and prioritize the appearance of professionalism over ESPN debate show–style entertainment. The other is from a group of bizarre sycophants who seem to always believe that Jones is playing some version of three-dimensional chess (that 30-year gap between Super Bowls, of course, being part of the long game) and are fans of the money he makes and does not share with them.
