Well, that was a bummer. A fat lump of coal right in the old stocking. The 49ers had a chance at the top pick in the draft and a stranglehold on the worst team in franchise history, but they settled for second. The number two pick and just another really bad Niner team. An historic year made merely four months of the butt uglies.
Worse, this is just the sort of fluke victory that will nudge Jed York into thinking he doesn’t need to make big changes this offseason. Maybe even prompt him to have the gall to bring up the 1979 2-14 team of Bill Walsh‘s first year. There’s nothing so ignominious that it’s beyond the scope of York’s ability to be a total, twit-brained jackass.
Watching the team celebrate wildly after the game winning two point conversion was truly pathetic. A vivid reminder of how clueless and leaderless these ragtag buffoons are. Don’t they know that the Niners only celebrate Super Bowl wins? Just ask York. Not title game wins, or division crowns, or even making the playoffs. Yet here these mutts are going ape over their second win in 15 tries.
At any rate, screw this lamentation. Time to go look under the Christmas tree and hope there’s a bottle of joy waiting to be enthusiastically wolfed down, bringing at least temporary respite from the depressing reality of the 2016 San Francisco 49ers. These guys can’t even lose right.