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2020-2021 Regular Season: Dallas Fails To Cover All The Angles In The City Of Angels With Birds Of Prey On The Way

September 19
, 2020 At 10:32 PM CST
By Eric M. Scharf
 
Every NFL team – heading into the 2020 season – had to deal with the changes inflicted upon the league by COVID-19 (setting up strict rules on how every member of each organization can successfully keep their human interactions clean).

Every NFL team – heading into the 2020 season – had to deal with a lack of OTA’s and a tragically-truncated training camp (with tremendous pressure on coaches to help their players avoid a brain cramp).

Every NFL team – heading into the 2020 season – had to deal with the fallout of having no preseason games through which to tune up the readiness their rosters (to magically rid themselves of performance imposters).

Every NFL team – heading into the 2020 season – had to deal with the sinister specter of untimely illness and injury (some solved with a slow recovery and others with season-ending surgery).

Every NFL team – heading into the 2020 season – had the same opportunity to improve their roster-building craft through the draft, as well as the “after party,” err, undrafted free agent cattle (call through which teams feverishly fight to acquire mistakenly-ignored, draft-worthy talent desperate and determined to prove that they, too, can professionally ball).

A handful of NFL teams – heading into the 2020 season – were faced with new coaches familiarizing themselves with key players and painstakingly installing one or more a critical scheme. One NFL team – heading into the 2020 season – had the benefit of their new head coach deciding to keep a few members of the outgoing regime.

That new head coach and new defensive coordinator chose to place their trench warfare bet with former Cowboys star player and existing assistant defensive line coach Leon Lett. That new head coach determined Doug Nussmeier (in shifting from tight ends to quarterbacks) was the right position coach to raise Dak Prescott’s game even higher. That new head coach – in perhaps his biggest, most-scrutinized move – convinced existing offensive coordinator (and alleged play-calling wunderkind) Kellen Moore to step not one foot out the organization’s door. The offensive playbook – aside from expected screen-centric tweaks – has (comfortably or criminally?) remained the same, down to the language, focus, and theme.

And yet, that new head coach was ultimately brought in for his ability (like a crafty contestant on Food Network’s “Chopped”) to take more-than-a-few existing ingredients and apply a dynamically-digestible recipe with a clever twist. The alternative had been to allow the previous chef to view such a formulaic flex as frightening and resist, resist, resist.

And still, STILL – with all that potential for truly functional and productive change – the host Los Angeles Rams (much like in the 2018 postseason) exposed much of the same old Cowboys mange through a 20-17 victory that was anything but play-call or play-execution clean.

Short Shots And Hot Spots

Dallas began the game with DeMarcus Lawrence’s patented neutral zone infraction (with no more than a hard count and an incredibly quiet (and gorgeous) SoFi stadium to pass for a distraction) and – from there on in – Mike Nolan’s defense only infrequently gained any traction.

The Rams’ Sean McVay (in 2019) seemingly lost his play-calling way but – for at least one 2020 game – he has freed himself from that label of shame. He used simple misdirection screen plays (again and Again and AGAIN) that allowed Dallas’ (doe-eyed) defensive ends to often-blindly bulldoze straight up field. By the split-second moment it became necessary for Cowboys’ linebackers (healthy or not) to post-snap read and react, Rams running back Malcolm Brown and wide receiver Robert Woods (prominently among others) were routinely gouging the Cowboys (with a few rare exceptions) for a collectively big yield.

 
Good (and not necessarily just GREAT) defensive linemen are taught to (and organically choose to) use leverage to redirect an offensive lineman into the runway of a potential receiver to disrupt the timing of many a diabolical screen play. Dallas' defensive line made so very little of lots of leverage opportunities to even reasonably slow the Rams' screens on the day.

Even on plays where Aldon “Just Dusty, Not Rusty” Smith clearly diagnosed the incoming man-in-motion whom he was ready to nab, the nearest tight end or o-lineman created just enough escapist daylight that Smith could not successfully grab. While that ability to diagnose an in-progress play is not every defensive player’s forte, the absence of that mental skill allowed the Rams’ Robert Woods to routinely zip through and really press the pace (with both defensive linemen and linebackers giving confused and unprepared chase).

Even when Woods was not being gimmicked out of the backfield or over the short middle, he was finding a nice tight-end-sized seam in Nolan's scheme and playing his (suddenly) out-of-position defenders like a fiddle.

The Dallas defense – as was the case all last year – has not a single solitary interior lineman for opponents to fear. The Cowboys’ inferior, err, interior holes make the overall defense into easily-manipulated mush . . . enough to make even Swiss cheese completely blush. Those 2019-sized gaps (without capable and attacking linebacking) only prove to self-neutralize any quarterback pressure and help brutalize the Cowboys’ secondary by any measure.

Speaking of linebacking, even with Leighton Vander Esch IN the lineup to make the defensive calls and handle the overage, the equally-talented Jaylon Smith remains remarkably rotten in pass coverage. If his in-play diagnosis could be more regularly raised above hope-and-pray hocus pocus, he could display quite the triangulation focus. Until that day comes, Smith may more often resemble Roy “Biscuit” Williams (who effortlessly outlined the box with crime scene chalk but similarly struggled to beat the pass defense knock).

Both of two GREAT defensive plays (that reminded of the Ed "Too Tall" Jones and Jim Jeffcoat days) involved batted passes. The Rams were at the Dallas 17 on a 3rd-and-15 (with 8:50 remaining in the second quarter) and – as if reading Goff's "fragile eggshell mind" – defensive end Everson Griffin smoothly raised his paw and easily smacked the pass attempt to the field (like watching LeBron James force a layup-minded player to yield). The other deflection – that almost turned into a prized interception – occurred on a Los Angeles 3rd-and-3 (with under a minute left in the third quarter), where a blitzing Jaylon Smith batted a Goff pass which nearly landed with rookie cornerback Trevon Diggs (so determined to be dazzlingly even-handed).

 
Diggs – the Cowboys’ 2020 second-round draft pick (selected for his natural ability to perform the turnover trick) – is going to be (even more) exciting to watch with each snap and each game. He has no fear of risk and welcomes the heat from the “you win some, you lose some” flame. He played the ball, and – though he narrowly blew a critical third quarter tackle – his relentless effort will pay dividends over the long haul.
 
Speaking of interceptions, cornerback Chidobe Awuzie (a talented-yet-mixed bag of hope and dope, injury and availability) "caught a break" with 3:58 left in the third quarter, giving Dallas a chance to reset the competitive order. He picked off a wobbly 3rd-and-7 Jared Goff throw, engaged in bob-and-weave with what he did thieve, and in the other direction he gave it a go. Though inconsistent in his short career in Dallas, Awuzie deserves star-spangled credit for nabbing a most-holy interception (which inexplicably continues to be a rare treat for a Dallas defense that – for years now – has undergone many a failed, turnover-focused reinvention).
 
 
Rookie wide receiver CeeDee Lamb – to absolutely no one’s surprise – looked as good against the Rams as he looked against his own defensive teammates in training camp. The ONLY way Lamb does not enjoy a fantastic first year is if Amari Cooper and Michael Gallup productively explode, or the Cowboys’ offensive line “decides” to implode, or Dak Prescott suffers an unexpected brain cramp.

Dak used his legs more liberally this game, though his mobile effort remained marked with nervous ticks of a still-hesitant mental frame. YES, Yes, yes, a quarterback must be able to “trust the system,” but never, ever blindly or to a fault. Once that ball is snapped and WHILE those reads are being specifically and peripherally made, Prescott must be allowed, encouraged, and WILLING to adjust to the unexpected and vault (into mobile action that extends plays and gives his entire offense much-needed, possession-saving traction). Yes, the Ram’s All-Pro defensive end Aaron Donald is often a monstrous handful – against practically any player – but you must be in rhythm with that “clock in your head” (as Bill Parcells used to tell that announcer guy on every play, especially when offensive line performance occasionally makes you pray) or find your promising opportunities all but dead. “Situational Football” is as much or more about a quarterback’s pocket awareness (and a receiver’s readiness) as it is a flexible play call.

 
Speaking of flexible play calls, every defense in the NFL (even those defenses incapable of giving opponents hell) knows Kellen Moore puts Dak in position to rely too heavily on 15-20-yard crossing and curl routes (with the hope but not promise of YAC) versus much more of the field-stretching, in-stride, vertical game that produces potent fan shouts (and – when critically-successful – slows an aggressive defensive attack). Though – with Dallas (temporarily or – GASP – perpetually?) suffering such defensive struggles – the need for time of possession dominance may (understandably) continue to squash such vertical prominence.

The kicking game – even with veteran and former, long-time Ram Greg Zeurlein in the fold – still looked crusty and old. His 53-yard miss was worthy of a familiar special teams diss. Like former Cowboys head coach Jason Garrett and former Cowboys defensive coordinator Rod Marinelli, former Cowboys kicker Brett Maher – for at least one game – can point, laugh, and shout "So, sooo lame!"

Yes, in saving the best for last, Ezekiel Elliott was expected to be extremely motivated and ready to put ANY team on blast for thinking his best years were in the past. His near 100-yard rushing performance was easily-anticipated, but his passing game participation was prematurely, even arrogantly liquidated. It was with disgusting irony that Sean McVay made sure the Cowboys were screen-pass-abused, yet Mike “Mr. Screen Pass” McCarthy and Kellen Moore thought such an option (with capable players like Zeke and Tony Pollard unable to be backfield-collared) was nothing about which to be particularly-enthused. Five catches for 53 between them ain't gonna' cut it when your downfield threats are prevented (by either defenders or official pretenders) from fulfilling seemingly-reliable sportsbook bets.

Speaking of lousy officiating, while a poorly-called and poorly-executed game plan is bad enough for the Cowboys, a salt-in-the-wound offensive pass interference penalty – on Michael Gallup on what should have been a 45 (?) yard catch – was particularly degrading. “Everyone knows” Rams star cornerback Jaylen Ramsey was beat and had to resort to play-acting false hooking while an expectedly-dopey referee was looking. What was-and-is normally viewed as acceptable “hand-fighting” – especially with the game on the line – was treated as anything but fine. Instead of being in position to at least kick a game-tying field goal – and in the process, make up for both an earlier missed field goal and a blown fourth down (call or execution of that call?) – the unbelievable penalty took its game-losing toll.

 
"I was surprised there was a call there . . . particularly at that point in the game. You just usually don't see that (call) in a critical point in the game." – Cowboys head coach Mike McCarthy (marveling at what, from his days coaching against Dallas, should have been quite familiar malarkey).

At the end of the day, however, the Cowboys need to get as far away from this kind of situation as possible, no matter how improbable. If you call more of the right, forward-thinking plays to put your available players in position (with more breathing room) to complete the productive acquisition, nothing is (absolutely) impossible. Live and learn or willfully repeat and feel the burn.

Misery Loves Injury

Those among Cowboys Nation who were willing to wave goodbye to “Old Reliable,” that savvy, slow-but-steady veteran guy (in favor of another tight end who could comparatively fly) were left asking “Why? Oh, WHY?!” Blake Jarwin – the Cowboys’ little used down-the-seam-darlin’ – was lost for the year due to an impeccably-timed ACL tear. While – following surgery – he is expected to make a complete recovery, team focus returns to trusted tight end discovery. The depth behind Jarwin – comprised of Dalton Schultz, Blake Bell, and Sean McKeon (with 3, 6, and 0 years of experience, respectively, between them and the with meaning of "years" being easily-misinterpreted) – has those same fans asking “Where? Oh, WHERE?!” Though Schultz does, indeed, have promise, he is more of an Eric Bjornson-sized receiver with line-blocking limitations, il-equipped to reduce Dallas’ potentially-developing o-line fever.

Some fans were unabashedly excited about linebacker Leighton Vander Esch’s return to the practice field. Other fans – including yours truly – were guardedly-optimistic about “The Wolf Hunter’s” neck condition being absolutely, positively healed and steeled. LVE was supposed to be rip-roaring and ready to resume his combative collaboration with Jaylon “Predator” Smith, and Sean “Injured-Riddled Man Who Still Can” Lee, and fans were hoping fate would simply let it be.

No such luck as – before game one even arrived – fate hollered at Cowboys Nation: “Good luck!” Lee had already joined right tackle La’el Collins on the IRDFR (Injured Reserve Designated For Return) for the first three weeks of the season. Oh, but the functional misery due to debilitating injury would just be increasin’.

LVE – the tremendous talent be he – was eagerly warming to his opportunity to atone for injuries he could only bemoan, but he could not even survive the first hour of the game before suffering a (cleanly) broken collarbone. While the team’s medical staff insists this latest injury is in-no-way related to his previous neck ailment, Dallas must find a way (for at least the next 6-8 weeks) to withstand a significant starting linebacker derailment.

“Significant?! They only lost Lee for a total count of three weeks!” you shriek (questioning the facts from which The Tortured Cowboys Fan speaks). Sadly, Lee just had surgery on a torn labrum (making fans – who hoping to see Dallas’ linebacking hydra sooner than later – downright glum).

But wait! There’s MORE! Though offensive lineman Cameron Erving was supposed to help provide “The Great, Err, Above Average Wall Of Dallas” from uncontrollably swerving, he, too, could not make it through game one before a sprained MCL ensured he was done. Off to the IRDFR was went, and fans of improved depth can only hope his recovery time makes no more than a three-week dent.

But wait! If you use the special promo code “INJURY,” you can receive even more roster misery!

The Cowboys’ secondary – members of which face a road so tough against team after team calling their bluff – lost veteran cornerback Anthony Brown to a severely bruised (?) rib. While this appears to open the door for Jourdain Lewis’s return (with Brown taking his IRDFR turn), the Cowboys’ next couple opponents are already reaching for the BBQ sauce and an extra-large bib.

“How are teams able to place so many players on short-term injured reserve at the same time?” you appropriately inquire (over what would seem to be a crime as the Cowboys’ roster begins to resemble a dumpster fire). Another side effect of COVID-19 – for just THIS year – is that teams can place an unlimited number of players on short-term injured reserve (for as little as three weeks rather than the normally-required eight), making GM Jerry’s rapidly-growing MASH unit free and clear, which (for Dallas) is just great.

Apprehension Driving Invention?

Will (injury and performance) apprehension prove the mother of accelerated invention? Sure, Mike McCarthy has a (one-time?) reputation for SUPER success in a more-from-less situation (magically navigating mass-injury devastation). Sure, Mike Nolan has been touted as a defensive guru who can alter his schemes to more-immediately generate winning themes. And yet, the speed at which injuries are piling up combined with the very real potential for 0-2 (and 0-3 before September is through) may immediately change what the Cowboys decide to do.

Sure, the 34-year-old linebacker Clay Matthews is still twiddling his thumbs at home and – perhaps for the right price and a chance to rejoin Mike McCarthy – to Dallas he might eventually roam.

Sure, the 36-year-old tight end Delanie Walker may also be considering how best to blend with an inevitable (?) career end, but he may still be able to help an offense out before he officially makes it around the bend.

Sure, The Tortured Cowboys Fan has been relentlessly-weary about the degenerate knee condition of former Cowboys’ offensive guard Ronald Leary. Yes, his time in Denver was cut short(er) by a torn Achilles, “but, BUT,” additional depth at guard (next to an iffy Tyron Smith at tackle) will prevent a hesitant runner in Prescott from having the willies.

Though the Cowboys thought they finally had a worthy man in the middle in the form of offseason acquisition Dontari “No Show?” Poe, his biggest impact (and GM Jerry’s personal favorite) was kneeling during the national anthem. Poe otherwise disappeared against a team in L.A. that was having their way. Perhaps Poe really is but half of a dynamic duo who just goes coy without his fellow defensive tackle Gerald McCoy. His season-ending quad injury (during training camp) has clearly had a painful cost, as his preferred pairing with Poe was lost.

 
Sure, Dallas could call free agent heavy bag, err, DFW resident Damon “Snacks” Harrison to potentially add to their nose tackle garrison, but at what point do the Cowboys extract themselves from the concept of “one man’s trash is another man’s treasure?” Dallas will not have the pleasure if whomever they sign folds like a lawn chair under pressure. At the end of the day, not every free agent magically works that way. Yes, Poe has had ONE bad game, but Dallas simply cannot afford any further nose tackle lame. Snacks is a free agent for a good reason. As the saying goes, “If Belichick ain’t interested, stop teasin’.”

One thing is painfully clear as the leagues limps ahead into week two. So many injuries so early on means already-limited free agent resources will soon be all-but-gone.

Will They Or Won’t They?

“America’s Team” hosts the Atlanta Falcons in their home opener this weekend, and it is hard to fathom a Dallas victory with so many key players on the mend. “Never use injuries as an excuse” unless your available players and game plan cannot come to a productivity truce.

Falcons’ quarterback Matt Ryan may be slow as a snail but – with Nolan’s Knuckleheads (for just one game or a perpetual new name?) delivering pressure at the speed of USPS mail – his receivers so deadly (Julio Jones and Calvin Ridley) are just drooling for some Cowboys to impale.

 
Atlanta’s offense dropped 500 yards on a Seattle defense that – unlike Dallas – was not performing week one dense. “And, AND” that effort was with Todd “One-Legged Man” Gurley ONLY producing 56 yards and one touchdown. The potential running lanes he may be gifted at AT&T Stadium should make even the most myopic members of Cowboys Nation anxiously frown.

“B-BUT Dak Prescott, Ezekiel Elliott, Amani Cooper, Michael Gallup, and CeeDee Lamb can also bring the pain! Y-You’re just a hater! You’re quite insane!” you furiously belch (knowing darn well that if Tyron Smith is a game day no-show and Prescott is not proactively pushed to roll out of an otherwise motionless offense, all that talent will amount to zilch and another opportunity the Cowboys will squelch).

Will Dak and Co. be able to “go through the (pre-snap) motions” and make the (GASP) adjustments necessary to take advantage of a Falcons secondary currently playing more like a collective canary?

Will Zeke’s quality week one performance and promising presence in the passing game be given a greater chance to set that Falcon’s secondary aflame . . . or will McCarthy and Kellen Moore be (inconceivably?) faced with another week of “no creativity” shame?

Will the Dallas defense be able to pick up enough of their porous pieces to prevent Matt Ryan from making them look like, um, feces?

If not – and if the Cowboys’ roster health continues to quickly rot, will always-precious draft capital – in exchange for a more capable talent stable – prove inevitable? Will 77-year-old GM Jerry – who “doesn’t have time for a bad time” – impatiently cough up some of the team’s future in order to better stave off the current torture?

We shall see. We Always do.