Jerry Jones: on the cutting edge of…well…<em>something.</em>

I noticed this during the Sunday Night Cowboys-Giants game, too. The new Cowboys Stadium has…not just cheerleaders, but cage dancers.

This is from Yahoo’s Shutdown Corner sports blog:

I don’t know that that little structure qualifies as an actual cage, but Al Michaels referred to the ladies inside as “cage dancers.” I guess that’s what Jerry wants them to be called, so who am I to argue?

When a man spends a billion dollars on a stadium, that man is entitled to cage dancers.

Just to clarify: Arlington-area taxpayers are actually footing most of the bill.

The game’s actually not over as I write this, so I don’t know what’s coming next. Does the end zone roll back to give way to an oil-wrestling pit? Are there private viewing booths in the luxury boxes? I don’t even want to think of the decadence and depravity that takes place in Jerry’s owner’s box.

You know what would be funny? Get Jessica Simpson up there just for one game. A December game, maybe.