The Dallas Morning News ran a story called "A Fan's Guide to Troy," listing Aikman's likes and dislikes. Staff writer Nancy Kruh wrote, "What Troy did to grow so big and strong: He drank his favorite beverage—milk. He still loves it today with his meals.... What you may not know about Troy: He wears contact lenses. But don't worry—they're not tinted. Those baby blues are natural.... Whom Troy isn't serious about: Janine Turner...the man himself says he and the actress are just friends. All single women in America may join together in a collective sigh of relief. His Troyness is still available."
"Nobody was talking about that stuff until we won the Super Bowl," says Aikman. "If that's the tradeoff, I hope it continues, because that means we're doing something right on the field."
The next year the Cowboys and the Bills faced off again, in Super Bowl XXVIII, and the result was the same, if not quite as lopsided: Dallas by 17. Running back Emmitt Smith won MVP this time, but Aikman was as effective as ever, completing 19 of 27 passes for 207 yards.
Says Jones, "We have all ridden Troy Aikman's coattails to the success we've had. That isn't to diminish the contributions of some other great players—Emmitt Smith, Michael Irvin, Charles Haley. But we all realize that none of this would have been possible without Troy being the player and the person he is."
"What impresses me is that Troy wins these Super Bowls, he gets all this attention, and he still manages to keep his feet on the ground," says Laufenberg. "He's just the opposite of what you'd think. Let me give you an example. One day he runs into Sharon Stone at the Admirals Club in the airport. Most people would then say, 'Hey, I'm good friends with Sharon Stone. Yeah, she calls me a lot. We'd've gotten intimate, as a matter of fact, but I had a flight to catch.' But Troy isn't like that. He downplays it all the way. You know what she said to him? 'You're a football player, right?' He said, 'Yeah. For the Cowboys.' She said, 'Then don't you have a game this week?' 'No,' he answered. 'It's April.' "
Aikman met the rich and the famous, but he met other kinds of people too. Not long after the 1994 Super Bowl he returned to his house in the Las Colinas development outside Dallas and found a couple of women eating pizza on his back patio. They'd scaled a fence. It was around midnight, and Aikman was in no mood for company. "We were just wanting to visit," one of the women told him. "We're not like the rest of those girls."
Aikman looked at them for a long time, too astonished to speak. "Yeah," he murmured finally, "I know you're not like the rest. None of those girls come to my house."
He threatened to call the police if the women didn't leave. "No, no, we'll go," they replied in unison. Without saying anything more, he closed and locked his door. "But then I started thinking, Well, where'd they go?" he says. "I turned on all the lights and called Las Colinas security. They came out and checked around but didn't see anybody. I thought that was the end of it, but then about twice a week for the next month I was receiving pictures of those two girls in the mail. They were pictures they'd taken while at my house. They were swimming and lying by the pool. Turns out they'd been there all afternoon and all night, having the time of their lives."
It wasn't the first time women had thrown themselves at him, but he was having a hard time accepting the lengths to which they would go to try to impress him. Once a woman dropped a napkin at his feet. When he picked it up and handed it to her, she stepped up close, stuck her tongue out and licked his face.
"I've seen people be pretty rude to Troy," says Hellestrae. "I'll tell you this: He handles it a whole lot better than I would."