Saturday’s epic 36-32 49er win over the Saints was the kind of game that makes a seven year old kid a fan for life. The kind of game that makes a woman become a football fan. The kind of game you put in a safety deposit box in your brain as a treasured moment in life.
Wow. Just wow.
In three stunning minutes, Alex Smith forever shed six years of doubt, scorn, and faint praise, cementing himself into 49er lore as a Big Game QB. Big time. With the season on the line — TWICE — Smith led drives of 80 yards and 85 yards, throwing the game winning bullet with 9 tiny seconds left on the clock. That is some serious big time cheese, folks. This guy is CLUTCH.
Vernon Davis’ jumped into the same hallowed room as Rice, Owens, and Clark with his huge game. With the WRs doing nothing all day, Davis stepped into the vacuum and accounted for 60 percent of the total team passing yards. Smith to VD, the Deadly Duo.
The Saints are a team that amazes you. The 49ers are a team that wins your heart. These guys just never quit, and in a league more and more centered around record breaking super star QBs, this team plays football with all twenty-two forty-five guys bringing whatever they got to the table.
It was fun to get up this Sunday morning, that’s for sure. A true zippity-doo-dah deal. Man oh man what a game.
Looking out the window before going to bed last night, I could see the Smith Haters Club closing the windows, lowering the blinds, turning out the lights, locking the front door, and slithering off into the gloom never to be heard from again. So long, fellas! Eat Shit And Die!!!
Okay. A little over the top. I feel your pain, creepy guys. AND IT FEELS GREAT!!!
Saturday’s game had an extra special wallop in my house. As I’ve mentioned, my wife Skeebette is not a football fan. She never watches games. But this one, she watched. Initially, it was to share what was obviously a super pumped moment for me. I spent part of the early goings explaing what punts were, what first downs meant, etc. You get the picture. Before the first quarter was done, however, she was glued in. Big time. By the end of the game, she had wet her pants twice and was breathless. Two hours later, she was still pumped and emotionally drained. Now. That’s. How. Great. This. Game. Was.
This will be a short post today. You guys can take it from here. Sunday afternoon, we’ll see whether next week’s game will be in Green Bay or back here at Candlestick. Who cares??!! For right now, no matter what happens next, THE 49ERS ARE BACK….AND BACK TO STAY!!!!