It all started with a phone call. And it came from Brian Schottenheimer to his mom, Pat. Just moments after learning he’d be the Dallas Cowboys’ next head coach, he couldn’t help himself. “Mama, I’m going to get a chance to get what Daddy didn’t get, a Super Bowl, if it kills me. And the first one will be for him,” Schotty said. That’s a man walking into one of the NFL’s biggest pressure cookers and promising to do what his legendary father, Marty Schottenheimer, never could. No small goals here.

Following Marty is tricky. The man had a brand. “Marty Ball” was smashmouth football: pound the rock, play defense, repeat until the other team breaks. But Brian’s not interested in rolling out a museum exhibit. His résumé already stands on its own – 25 years as an assistant, nine tea

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