Welcome to year one, day four of the newly relevant San Francisco 49ers.
This new wardrobe will take some getting used to. Jim Harbaugh may or may not turn out to be a long tenured, successful Head Coach for the Niners, but signing him was a breakout performance for the Yorks, and for Jed York in particular. The snickering in the halls of NFLville, and in the halls of Ninerville, has stopped. The Snickers Wagon has now moved on to Miami, by way of Denver, with a poignant stop over in Charlotte, North Carolina.
As last week’s events unfolded, it was clear as each potential suitor for Harbaugh’s services popped up, that the Niners were immediately considered long shots to sign him. Before the week began, Harbaugh to the Niners was considered almost a shoo in. But as it became obvious that he was a highly sought hire, the Niners quickly plummeted to the bottom of the list of potential winners in acquiring his services.
The message in all of this rumor mongering was simple: if Harbaugh had choices, why would he go to the inept and bumbling clowns of 4949 Centennial Blvd.? League insiders and sources felt this way, but so did the actual fans of the team, who had endured ineptitude for eight consecutive years and fully expected the pain to continue.
That is the pervasive quality of the Culture of Losing. It takes a Montana to Clark moment to break loose of this diseased habit. The 21st Century 49ers have yet to experience that moment on the field of play, but last Friday they most surely had such a moment for the front office and ownership. The much maligned Yorks have finally arrived as viable NFL owners.
It is scary to think where the team would be now if it had beaten Carolina or the Rams. We would be sitting here today discussing the drubbing the Saints had laid on us in the first round of the playoffs Saturday. And wondering if the Yorks were going to retain Mike Singletary for another year. And, with the uncertain future inhabiting the expiring CBA, they very probably would have kept him. And the 2011 season would likely have seen Troy Smith running the SCO for one last abysmal year.
Must purge thought.
This coming off season may turn out to be the most harmonious one yet in the relatively young existence of the blogosphere. Pleasantville is uncharted territory, for sure, and about as easy to imagine as was Harbaugh choosing the 49ers over four other options and four bigger wallets. York (and Alex Smith) bashing have been such a staple of the ethernet diet, it will be interesting to see what polarizing issues arise to replace them.
It won’t happen overnight, though. This moment is like one of those disaster flicks where world civilization has been 99% wiped out, but a small group of survivors emerge from the rubble smiling at the dawn of a new day. Everyone is friends with everyone. Hatreds and jealousies and power struggles have yet to arise. But as the credits roll and the survivors wipe tears of joy from their cheeks, a wolf howls in the distance and a child turns a fearful eye to the future.
Bring it on, blogomaniacs! Let’s see what you got for us now!