Last week was hard to digest. Tough for us 49er fans, and no doubt tougher for the team and coaches. But they get paid for their grief, and we don’t.
Kyle Shanahan has been roasted a bit, while Andy Reid has been elevated to the genius room. Never mind it took Andy twenty years to win his first Super Bowl and most of the ones roasting Shanahan now were roasting Andy during his long travails in the Can’t Win the Big One category. Since Shanahan took his team to the SB in only his third year on the job, it seems premature to paste a loser label on him.
The same holds true for Jimmy Garoppolo. He’s getting more thumbs down than his HC, with some idiots even suggesting the Niners should dump him. Goodness. He led his team to the SB in his first full year as an NFL QB. I can’t think of any QB who has ever done that. Maybe I’m forgetting someone, but there couldn’t have been many.
Besides, Garoppolo is in some pretty good company. “Franchise” QBs who have lost SBs (without being targeted for the scrap heap): Ben Roethlisberger (honked out in his own territory against the 2010 Packers), Tom Brady (three time loser), John Elway (four time loser), Peyton Manning (two time loser, tossed a game ending int late in the fourth quarter against the 2009 Saints), Brett Farve (four straight incompletions with the game on the line against the Broncos), Russell Wilson (goal line int to lose an SB) …
At any rate, the 49ers have more pressing needs this coming year. They have to figure out a way to defend against mobile quarterbacks. The team lost only four games this past year, and only one of the losses featured a non-mobile QB – Atlanta and Matt Ryan. Plus there were two nail-biters against the five win Arizona Cardinals and Kyler Murray. And in all those other losses, the defense could not contain the scrambling QBs in the fourth quarter.
The 49ers will be hard pressed to repeat their 2019 success next year, but with the FO finally achieving harmony and competence, the team should be a contender year in and year out for the next decade at least. After two straight mostly botched decades, that’s amore, footballationistically speaking.