The temptation is strong. Give the owners that much.

We’d all want to throw the Monopoly pieces around.

Think about it. If someone were to waltz into your office, slap a check worth billions on your desk and you used that windfall to purchase a professional sports team, of course you’d put some of your wildest dreams into action. We all would. Chances are, many of these dreams would be quite wacky, too. Like, hell, parking spaces that cost less than $70 — imagine such heresy!

Yet that’s precisely what divides the perennial winners from everyone else. The owners genuinely interested in winning are masterful at accomplishing three objections:

1. They are willing to spend.

2. They hire good people.

3. They stay the hell out of the way.

That’s all. It’s not overly complicated.

No master’s programs are required. No apprenticeships. Find a quarterback along the way and your stadium is guaranteed to pack to capacity.

And yet we will always get weeks like this in the NFL that feel more like improv comedy.