Alternate Route

Despite the drama, Owens' worst transgression was his performance. He led the team with 85 catches and 1,180 yards. But after urging us to "getcha popcorn ready" he played with extra buttered fingers, neutralizing his league-leading 13 touchdown catches with a league-leading 17 drops.

So why is he happier? More cordial? Optimistic?

Because he's here. And Parcells isn't. The former coach, who referred to Owens only as "the player," last spring finally admitted that signing T.O. "wasn't my decision."

Because at 33, he already possesses Hall of Fame credentials.

Because after two off-season surgeries on his right ring finger and the team-mandated rest of his sore back in San Antonio, he's healthy.

Because Phillips, Romo and offensive coordinator Jason Garrett promise to get him the ball early and often. The first play of camp was a reverse to T.O.; the first play of the pre-season an 8-yard pass to him. Barring injury or insanity, Owens this season will catch 100 passes, become the Cowboys' first Pro Bowl receiver since Michael Irvin in 1995 and lead Dallas to its first playoff win since '96.

Because "gullible" isn't in the dictionary. Or is it?

"I'm feeling good and looking good. I ought to be playing good," Owens says. "I had an opportunity to spend a lot of time with my trainer this summer. I lifted weights. I ate well. I'm ready to have a great season. I'm happy.

"But I'm always happy, man. I was happy last year."

Uh-oh!

Sssshhh!!!