BY REQUEST...

I’m not sure how this happened, but somehow one of my readers got hold of my personal cell phone number and left me a message. I’ve called Verizon to get answers, but I’ve given up on customer service in New York City. He wanted my perspective of how things are shaping up in the NFC East; particularly in the wake of injuries, quarterback controversies, retirement announcements and overall concerns facing the division. So, whomever you are that called me at 9:57 on Thursday morning, here’s my take. Glad you called, I needed the release. The job that pays has kept me well occupied this week. I’ll have Verizon call off the search.

Dallas Cowboys:

Dallas is under the microscope this week because they lost badly on Monday night to the New York Giants. The Giants played well, perhaps their best performance to date. Though there’s no doubt the Cowboys made it easier than it needed to be. And as if the T.O.-a-meter hasn’t already gone on full tilt, a national television audience has now witnessed the Drew Bledsoe-Tony Romo quarterback controversy unfold before their very eyes. For now it’s saucy stuff, much juicier than the Gary Hogeboom-Danny White QB controversy of the early 1980s. Then again, the egos of Tom Landry and Tex Schram have about one eight the wattage of Bill Parcells and Jerry Jones.

First of all, I don’t think there’s much of a controversy here. I’ve never been sold on Drew Bledsoe. He’s been in the league for 13 years now and has never demonstrated any true command for the game. Perhaps if Bledsoe had a dose of Joe Montana’s smarts with the “gun slinger” aspect of Brett Favre, he might have been one hell of a quarterback. To his credit, Bledsoe has always had a strong arm and has remained remarkably durable, but unfortunately lacks the proper intangibles to have ever been great. In essence, Drew Bledsoe is Kerry Collins with higher self-esteem. Parcells knows it’s too late to change Bledsoe’s habits. He overthinks when his instincts should take command and allows impulses to override times when judgement should prevail. His wires have always been crossed, and thus it’s time to shelve the veteran rookie for someone else. Enter Tony Romo. Now, Tony, let us fill you in about this offensive line…

What’s also crazy is the sports punditry is trying to examine if there’s any power struggle going on between Jerry Jones and Bill Parcells. Jones is pro-Bledsoe, Parcells is pro-Romo. Now that Romo is starting this week against Carolina, is it because he’s the better quarterback, or is it because Parcells wants to stick it to his boss? For God’s sake, could if just have to do that Bledsoe can’t move worth a damn and makes decisions that are dumb even by junior varsity standards? Once upon a time, people concerned themselves with what the Dallas Cowboys did on the field. To loosely barrow from Simon & Garfunkel: Where have you gone Roger Staubach, a sprawling city turns its lonely eyes to you.

Jones has to be careful about his continuous desire to pull all the strings, as he’s had lousy luck finding anybody to work for him between the tenures of Tuna and Jimmy Johnson. After all, Dave Campo and Chan Gaily are, for lack of a better comparison, the James Buchanan and Franklin Pierce of Cowboys franchise history. What’s really looming is that Parcells has perhaps this season and maybe…and I stress maybe… next season to get Dallas where they want to be. We’ve all seen how Parcells gets his teams going in the right direction, then quits. The main difference with these Cowboys is that only in spurts have they’ve been competitive, failing to show any constant forward direction. Thus making for a rather un-Parcellsian anomaly. It’s also well known that Parcells hates front office intervention, though he can’t absorb the responsibility of being head coach and general manager at the same time, as previous experiments proved. Maybe Parcells’ current situation is what he wants after all, as he’s only happy when he’s miserable. And boy does he look miserable (so, then…maybe he’s happy?). Who knows? In any case, a few more weeks of these shenanigans and look out for a clandestine sighting of Jerry Jones and Jim Fassel. For Fassel it’s either talk to Jones or audition to pitch the Sleep Number Bed.




Philadelphia Eagles:

I’ve pretty much had it with this team. For some reason there’s this false believe; this illusion if you will, that the Philadelphia Eagles are among the NFL’s elite teams. Oh yes, in the second week of the season they won an impressive road game against the Houston Texans. You could say the same about America’s military prowess in Grenada. Ever since Rush Limbaugh made the politically incorrect comment that Donovan McNabb was “overrated…because the media has been very desirous to see a black quarterback do well,” there has been an overcompensating backlash about how “well” he’s played ever since. Enough already. He goofed off on the sidelines and even tried to taunt the Giants’ linebackers before that game was stolen in overtime last month. And don’t even tell me how great he looked in the game against Tampa Bay. Had he not gift-wrapped 14 points in the form of two interceptions to Ronde Barber, there wouldn’t have been a sense of urgency to begin with. That late touchdown pass to Brian Westbrook was more an example of shoddy arm tackling by Tampa Bay defenders than a brilliant, Elway-esque, comeback (which wasn’t a comeback anyway because Tampa Bay won). Yet thanks to Rush Limbaugh, McNabb is forever sacrosanct from such criticism. Somehow Marc Bulger, Tom Brady and Damon Huard have fallen well below the radar while McNabb has had his “career season”. Lest us forget that McNabb’s team is just one game north of .500. If the media is truly desirous to see a black quarterback do well, take a look at how Charlie Batch has stepped up in Pittsburgh this season. Better yet, just view the quarterback position with same color-blindness as an offensive lineman.



Washington Redskins:

The Washington Redskins coaching staff is like a collaboration of established musicians forming a new band, and sucking. Think the concept of Derek and the Dominos with the product of Asia. Thus far the “super group” billing of Joe Gibbs, Gregg Williams and Al Saunders has produced only two wins with whispers of a potential quarterback controversy as well. Mark Brunell, whose mobility could be compared to that of a hippopotamus, has been beaten and bruised all season. Though to his credit Brunell’s brittle 36-year-old body has remained largely intact. Despite another crop of mercenary receivers harvested from the Skins’ cornucopia, Brunell has had little time to get them ball. And when he does have time, his receivers, particularly Brandon Lloyd, have run the wrong route or aren’t where they’re supposed to be. Generally pre-season is the time when such kinks get banged out, however, when the offensive playbook exceeds the thickness of the New York City Yellow Pages, confusion is bound to happen.

Confusion isn’t the only problem with the Redskins offense but pass protection too. Last week against Indianapolis, Redskins tackle Chris Samuels gave his best impersonation of a bowling pin; colliding with other lineman and knocking them down while Colt defenders mauled Mark Brunell. As for the running game, Clinton Portis and the four other backs on Washington’s roster have moved the ball well enough, though Portis’ health seems to be a weekly concern. We’ve seen what Ladell Betts can do when given the opportunity, but it remains a question if he can keep his stamina if elevated beyond a supporting role.

The problem with the Skins is ever since Dan Snyder took over the team they simply don’t operate as a cohesive unit. Fewer teams have spent as much on big-ticket free agents only to see them lose their luster once they get to DC. For a team that’s always had one of the most devoted fan bases in the NFL, one wonders about the constant need for such star power. Even a scab team donning the burgundy and gold would fill FedEx Field to capacity. Sure they’re the Redskins, but are they your Redskins; the one’s that played in RFK Stadium back when Loudoun County was still farmland? Like Jerry Jones with Bill Parcells, Dan Snyder has about reached to bottom of his bag of tricks for producing head-coaches. Some say that Notre Dame Head Coach, Charlie Weis, could get pried away if the price was right; even though Weis recently stated that he wanted to remain in South Bend until he died. With Joe Gibbs looking as though the game has passed him by, the Redskins are looking like the NFL’s version of Ishtar.



New York Giants:

As much at the media wants to drum up the significance of Tiki Barber retiring after this season, it’s hardly been a distraction. There’re a lot of other things about the Giants that will likely change after this season. One main change will be in the front office. With Giants’ co-owners Wellington Mara and Bob Tisch dying within the span of a few weeks last season, Giants’ GM Ernie Accorsi postponed his retirement for another year. Of course he could change his mind again and keep working, but if Accorsi’s plan stays the same, then major change is looming. For whatever reason, this issue has been largely unmentioned. And when that happens, it’s doubtful how long Tom Coughlin will hang around. Lately the Giants have been playing much, much better, but the ebb and flow of their play since Coughlin took over three years ago has always been an issue. There’s simply something unconvincing about Coughlin manning the helm of Big Blue. The car may start for a few weeks, then it may need a jump-start, but when one really needs the car to start it fails to turn over…that’s the Tom Coughlin pattern. Just look at how the Carolina Panthers embarrassed the Giants in playoffs last season. One just never knows; as in, when’s the other shoe gonna drop?

What is getting fans riled up is the Giants are playing defense again. The pass rush that was non-existent early in the season is now in complete abundance. It’s a good thing since Big Blue’s secondary is still getting burned routinely and thankfully has some cushion. Michael Strahan still looks young and vibrant even in his fourteenth season, and the push from the Giants interior line play has stuffed the running game very well. This Sunday against Tampa Bay, Osi Umenyiora will be nursing his hip as Mathias Kiwanuka gets his first rookie start. Kiwanuka, or “MK” as he’s known, plays with uncanny quickness, and even better, he’s got a mean streak. Frankly, it’s good to see the Giants look a little meaner in order to jettison anything – and I mean anything – from the Jim Fassel era.

So far this season I’ve been off with my hunches and can’t seem to get off my own campaign to make Visanthe Shiancoe a household name. You can lead a horse to water but you can’t make him drink. I’ve done all that I can. But since I like to give my gut feeling, I do feel that Sunday’s game against Tampa Bay will be Brandon Jacobs’ first real breakout game. The reason I feel this way is I get a sense that there’s some resentment to Tiki Barber’s retirement announcement. Earlier in the week, there was some uncharacteristic jawing between Tiki and Michael Irvin and Tom Jackson of ESPN. Tiki even went to the extent of calling them “idiots”. Essentially, there’s a contingent that believes Tiki Barber is a sissy for retiring while he’s still in the prime of his career, and I think Tampa Bay is going to pursue him with a vengeance. Being that Tiki’s twin brother, Ronde, plays cornerback for Tampa Bay, they’ll do all they can to gang up on Tiki in order to show that their Barber is the boldest. To answer that assault, the Giants will launch Brandon Jacobs right into the pits, wear them down, and the let Tiki pave right over them. That’s just a hunch of course, but I’m sticking with it.

Enjoy the games everyone, wherever you might be.