It’s generally assumed the 49ers will have a very good year in 2012. Heck, this site gooped as much just last Friday. But one thing the 2012 season won’t have is the amazed glee the 2011 season provided. The 2011 club came out of the black and blue of a 6-10 season and several years of failed expectations to run off a stunning eight game winning streak that put a goofy grin on the faces of the entire Bay Area.
But innocent joy is fleeting on planet earth. The 2012 team will be expected to run off an eight game winning streak. And even if they do, it won’t make us as happy as the 2011 streak did.
However, expecting to win each game is a whole lot more fun than dreading the result of half the games on the schedule. There’s no team in either conference that can step onto the field now and know it can beat us.
Not much happening these days. The first OTA is still a week away, but Jim Harbaugh doesn’t let anybody watch these practices, so there’s not a lot we’re going to know about them.
Harbaugh has also screwed up the post-draft blog dialogue by doing such a great job last year that nobody has any beefs about his coaching. When Mike Nolan and Mike Singletary were in charge, there was always lively debate about their relative degrees of suckitude. When it came to coaching, Singletary was more sucky. When it came to leadership, Nolan was suckiest. And they were both so suckinfested that they brought the level of the players down to where a lot of them got caught in the suckmuck, too.
It was Suck City paradise.
May as well throw Scot McCloughan and Greg Manusky into the suck pot while we’re stirring up old memories. McCloughan gets a lot of credit for Nolan’s drafts, but the two he ran on his own — 2008 & 2009 — were Airport I and Airport II. Without the laugh track. Manusky generally had a good rep, managing to portray himself as hamstrung by Nolan’s defensive philosophies, but when freed to run his own show in San Diego last year, he laid an egg and got canned.
The common denominator to all the wonderful suck years was, of course, Nolan. He brought in the entire gang of blog fodderemuses. Paraag Marthe had a share of the blame, too, for coming up with the computer model that determined Nolan would be a successful head coach. In the end, what Nolan accomplished was serving up a terrific pile of suckatosh for the launching of the hungry 49er blog world in 2007. That trough has been full for five years. But it’s down to a few scraps now and the blogs are facing their first health crisis.
The only guy left from the lush years of blog discord is our hero, Alex Smith. Smith was so good as a pulse pounder that he led the blogs in nasty give and takes even while on IR for two years. It was like he never stopped playing, which is probably why a few bloggers can never remember he didn’t. Even Smith’s suck factor has dwindled, though, with the ridiculously fine year he had in 2011.
Let’s face it. All we got now is Kyle Williams. That’s not even a light snack. We’ve got two and a half months of happy talk staring us in the face. Where have you gone, Terry Donahue? Our nation turns its lonely eyes to you. Whoo hoo hoo, ooo ooo, whoo hoo hoo.