Yes, Randy Moss and Terrell Owens could co-exist in the same environment, if it comes down to it.

Well… for a few weeks, anyway.

Tony Romo is a capable quarterback (and by capable, I mean “able to throw the ball in the correct direction”), perfectly able to keep them happy. All that would be asked of any QB to succeed with two of the best receivers in the NFL at their disposal is: remain conscious most of the time, have a good sense of direction (always looking north/south) and maintain enough health to have one working throwing arm.

Easy enough, right? Even Joey Harrington couldn’t mess that up…

Too far? Ok, ok. Only Joey Harrington could mess that up.

Moss and Owens are at the back end of their careers, but still have a few more years left of productivity. Each reached the Super Bowl, each went home empty-handed — there’s plenty of competitive fire still a brewin’.

But of course we have to take into account their personalities when considering whether they could mesh. Between the two, they are the most high-maintenance receivers in the league. They constantly need to be involved in the offense at a high level or, like clockwork, they will let their QB, O-coordinator, team mom or whomever know just how upset they feel.

But let’s look at what drives them crazy the most: QBs.

They could easily find common ground based on their mutual dislike for certain QBs, and their recent “falling in love” with their latest QBs. Owens could share his love and adoration for Romo, while Moss reminisced about the time he and Brady were inseparable — well, when he wasn’t dating or impregnating super models, anyway.

But the same item that would bring them together, would just as quickly tear them apart.

Would T.O. be able to share his quarterback? I think it’s safe to assume that a receiver who sheds tears over his QB has serious potential to be somewhat like a clingy girlfriend on- and off the field.

And Moss, fresh off a QB break-up (from, like, the most dreamy QB ever!), would be on the rebound. His eyes would be wandering, looking for someone to replace Brady and repair his heart — or at least take his mind off it all.

T.O. would take notice and warn Romo that Moss was just using him to replace old Brady memories. Romo would try to calm T.O., claiming they would still be the good ol’ 9-to-81 duo like the old days. But after Moss hit double-digit TDs, T.O.’s quality time with Romo would diminish. Soon, the sleepovers would subside, ranch hangouts would be no more and as a result, more T.O. tears would flow.

No more buddy-buddy, Mr. Nice Guy Owens. No more tranquility in the Cowboys homestead.

Only jealousy, deceit and mischievousness lingering about. Something like a Desperate Housewives Receivers episode of sorts.

So Cowboys fans should be scared at the prospect of Moss coming to town.

It’s all fun and games, ’till someone gets hurt.