I’m having trouble deciding whether the current 49er team is a group of over-achievers or a group of under-achievers. If it’s the over, then we just need more good players and/or more maturity. But if it’s under, then we need different players, and that could be problematic.
The 2011 team seemed to over-achieve, and the 2012 team undered. The biggest noticeable difference was focus, which the 2011 squad relentlessly had and the 2012 version occasionally lacked.
Year number three of the Jim Harbaugh era will stroll into view beginning next week at the annual NFL Combine. Barring a late departure, it appears the team will be returning the same coaching staff intact. This is a three year continuity streak not seen since the late 90’s during Steve Mariucci’s five year tenure as head coach.
Bill Walsh won the first of his three Super Bowls in his third year as HC and you can bet that everyone in the upper echelon at 4949 Centennial Blvd. is well aware of this historical footnote, especially Harbaugh. If I possessed the skills, it would be fun to do a split screen collage of Walsh on the sideline during a game versus Harbaugh on the sideline during a game. Discerning viewers might be able to notice at least one thing these two gentlemen had in common demeanor-wise. Maybe.
Discerning readers may also have noticed that this scribe rarely knows what’s going on. Some have chalked it up to plain old ignorance. Hahaha. Actually, it’s a life choice. Awhile back, I happened upon the notion that a life of careful diligence toward knowing what was going on had not changed a single thing, except the lining of my stomach. Goings on went on whether I discerned them or not. All that I had acquired in my careful awareness was a group of acquaintances that were boring and forced me to spend all my time avoiding them. Since I adopted ignorance as my motif, these people now avoid me. For the first time, I had achieved a meaningful, positive change in what was going on. And it was free!
Fortunately, football does not require knowing anything, which probably explains its immense popularity. Anybody can be a football fan, even dogs. In fact, a mere dog is just as likely to pick a Super Bowl winner as a highly paid expert. I’m tempted to say “more likely,” but I don’t want to start an argument.
At any rate, those who have come to this site today to find out what’s going on will no doubt be disappointed. Nothing is going on. Take my word for it. Next week the combine will be going on, but this week it’s nothing. And even if I knew what was going on, it would still be nothing. Shoot the messenger if you like, but it won’t change a thing. It’s National Nothing Week, if that makes you feel any better.