- The Washington Times - Friday, March 6, 2009

Just say no to T.O., burgundy and gold. That means you, Danny Boy.

The possibility of adding Terrell Owens to the Redskins‘ marketing wing must be tempting to Dan Snyder.

Marketing is where the Redskins excel. Snyder, too. He whispers sweet nothings into the ears of the NFL’s biggest free agents, whips out his wallet and then schedules a news conference to announce the signing of the latest savior.

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You know the drill. The Redskins win the Super Bowl every offseason.

They already have made the first step with the $100 million signing of defensive tackle Albert Haynesworth.

T.O. would be the next.

He is a marketer’s jackpot, a brand. No first or last name is necessary. Owens is the loudest, brashest player in the NFL, no disrespect to Ocho Cinco. He sells a zillion jerseys wherever he goes. He makes news by doing push-ups in the driveway of his home. Or by taking an overdose of prescription pain pills. Or by threatening to take his football home.

He would complement Clinton Portis. Owens and Portis could debate the merits of Jim Zorn’s offense each week. They also could debate who deserves more touches of the football.

That is the beauty of Owens. He is always open. Or thinks he is open. And it is always the fault of the darn quarterback if the football goes to someone other than him, whether the quarterback is Jeff Garcia, Donovan McNabb or Tony Romo.

That is the downside of Owens. He brings a certain amount of drama and baggage to a locker room. He is 35 years old going on 5. He undermines quarterbacks, teammates and coaching staffs. He has meltdowns during games. And he has butterfingers. He is what is euphemistically known in the NFL as a distraction. And you know how coaches, players and fans detest distractions.

Other than that, Owens is the ideal teammate.

And you can say and think what you want about Owens, but he never has accidentally shot himself in the right thigh. That bit of creativity belongs to Plaxico Burress.

Vinny Cerrato, Snyder’s press secretary, said the Redskins have “no interest” in Owens on the team’s Web site Thursday.

That could be the first round of negotiations with Owens’ agent. “No interest” could develop into “lukewarm interest” once Owens’ agent assesses the marketplace and lowers the asking price.

Or perhaps the Redskins are truly finished with acquiring big-name players in the twilight of their careers.

Who knows? We do know there is never a dull moment in the Redskins’ offseason. One day everyone is imagining just how helpful Haynesworth will be to Jason Taylor, and the next day Taylor is handed a pink slip.

As you know, Taylor was the team’s big-name acquisition last offseason after fox-trotting his way into Bill Parcells’ doghouse. Snyder figured that if the Redskins could have a “Dancing Bear” as a defensive end in the ‘70s, why not a fox-trotter 30 years later?

It seemed like a good idea until Taylor had 3.5 sacks last season and questions surfaced regarding his commitment to the team’s “voluntary” offseason workouts.

Owens is a bad idea, though someone will be desperate enough to play ball with him.

“[Owens’ representatives] called us three years ago before he went to Dallas, and we didn’t have interest then,” Cerrato said. “Why would we have interest when he’s three years older now?”

Because that has been the Redskins’ way.

If Cerrato’s position is unyielding, Jason Campbell undoubtedly is relieved to know the Redskins have “no interest” in Owens. The last thing Campbell needs in his development is a temperamental wide receiver who is apt to go bonkers on the sidelines the moment the football does not go his way.

It is just no fun to be slammed to the turf by a pair of 300-pound linemen and then have to explain yourself to a raving T.O.

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