Welcome to JerryWorld

It’s pretty much understood that Jerry Jones isn’t your typical professional sports team owner.

Rather than letting his coach, his players and his front-office staff do the talking, Jones does it himself. Didn’t he slap a gag order on Dallas Cowboys head football coach Wade Phillips a season or two ago?

He’s the general manager and the “voice” of the Cowboys.

Now he has erected this monstrous new stadium in Arlington, which actually is closer to Fort Worth than it is to Dallas. A good friend of mine, who used to work for the Fort Worth Star-Telegram, couldn’t bring himself to refer to the “Dallas Cowboys”; he called them the “Irving Cowboys,” in tribute to the location of the team’s prior stadium.

I hope I’m wrong, but I am getting this nagging feeling in my gut that before too long, Jones is going to unveil a huge statue of himself in front of the stadium — just to remind everyone who’s responsible for this latest testament to a man who has everything.