"I want to remain a (Dallas) Cowboy. I've been here for five years and I've made Dallas my home, and I would love nothing more than to be a Dallas Cowboy."
These are comments Dallas Cowboys wide receiver Terry Glenn recently made to the Dallas Morning News.
News flash, Terry: If you really want to remain a Cowboy, get off your high horse and sign the damn split-contract the 'Boys are offering you.
Last year, Glenn made $5 million and played only four plays, while recovering from surgery to remove damaged cartilage from his knee.
This year, Glenn's base salary is $1.74 million. However, to avoid another high-risk, no-reward situation this year, the Cowboys want Glenn to sign a split-contract in which he would make $500,000 if he's unable to play and a prorated portion if he's able to.
Basically, what that means is he gets a paycheck every game. The more he plays, the closer he gets to making that $1.74 million salary.
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But Glenn refuses to sign the injury waiver.
Based off his last game appearance - where he caught two passes in a 21-17 (ouch) playoff loss to the New York Giants - if I were Cowboys owner Jerry Jones, I'd cut him now.
Glenn cannot pass a physical. I'm surprised he can even pass a drug test. What, exactly, is he smoking?
DallasCowboys.com columnist Mickey Spagnola said it best (I'm paraphrasing): Terry Glenn's in the twilight of his career.
So, Glenn's at the tail-end of his career, he can't pass a physical and he was on the field for four plays last year. Does he truly believe some other NFL team will sign him to a better deal?
I mean, what's his argument: "I caught half the number of balls as plays I was on the field for. Now that's impressive!"
His lateral movement was subpar. And I'm being nice. Truly, the dude looked like a 72-year-old grandma without cleats trying to make a helter-skelter cut on a comeback route. It was painful - even for me to watch. He looked timid, afraid to re-injure his knee. As a matter of fact, he looked worse than timid. He looked like a broken and battered-down football player who knew he no longer could compete at the same level playing with the same tenacity and self-sacrifice a football player must have to be willing to subject his body to punishment throughout the course of a 16-game season.
But instead of being honest with himself, Glenn opted to return this year (like last year) - against the doc's advice to go under the knife and have micro-fracture surgery.
One word: Selfish.
Glenn is patently pathetic - too concerned with padding his pocket book, while at the same time depleting the Cowboys' bankroll and, more importantly, their receiving corps. Sure, we have T.O. We have Patrick "I Stop in the Middle of Routes Because I Don't Trust My Quarterback's Arm" Crayton. But we need that third receiver. The third partner to complete the ménage Ö trois.
I'm not a Glenn hater. But I hate Glenn's attitude. We're trying to win a championship this coming season and the Gilded Glenn - a semi-pro version of the old Glenn - isn't helping the Cowboys get ahead.
Granted, as a fan, I would be the first to welcome Glenn back. But, I must stress, under the right conditions. J.J. has set up those conditions, and, ultimately, Glenn knows what needs to be done.
"I want Jerry to understand that I know he has the ultimate power in everything that goes on with the Cowboys, and I'm not trying to challenge him in any way, shape or form," Glenn said. "He can - and will - determine the outcome of this because it's ultimately his decision."
Damn right Jerry has that power. But, Terry, he wants you to be a Cowboy. And, quite frankly, you're not helping matters.
