Jason Garrett is uncomfortable, just like his boss Jerry Jones promised he would be. All around him heads have been rolling and changes coming. Skip Peete, running backs coach, gone. Defensive coordinator Rob Ryan, gone. His own brother John, tight ends coach, all but gone. Rumor has it his play calling duties will soon be…you got it.
How wistfully must young Garrett look to the east? Remember when he was the hottest commodity in the coaching ranks? Remember when he was interviewing in places like Baltimore, Atlanta and Oakland?
I bet he does. I bet he remembers how he could have had the Baltimore job. The Atlanta one, too. Both the Ravens and Falcons were ready to walk to the altar with the redheaded stranger and say, “I do.”
Only, he didn’t. He had his eye on a more attractive opportunity. His suitor would not publicly say that Garrett would be the next Cowboys’ coach, but there was this wink-wink promise ring.
So, why go to Baltimore or Atlanta? Why marry just some girl whe...