The Arizona Cardinals resoundingly laid claim to being the worse team in the NFL Monday night, letting the inept San Francisco 49ers grind them into the sand for four straight quarters of toad ugly football. Well, ugly for us Card fans, that is. SF probably liked it, but who cares about them? For us, it’s back to being Bill Bidwill’s team and not Kurt Warner’s team. You all know what that means. The fifteen minutes of fame in cactus country has ended.
Next Sunday, the Rams come to Arizona, looking for a win that could put them in the driver’s seat for the NFC West Tricycle Division championship. St. Louis would not have expected to win this game when the season began, but now it looks like a cakewalk. The Rams have a better running game than the 49ers and a better QB. It will be ugly.
The 49ers will fly home feeling good about themselves, but we all know that feeling will be blown apart next Sunday in Green Bay, where the Niners are very likely to get a ass whipping as severe as the one they delivered last night. For 49er fans, the surety of defeat next Sunday gives them almost a bye week before their fateful home game against the Seahawks the following Sunday.
Arizona showed America what a team looks like when it quits on a season. Despite a powder puff remaining schedule, where the team could conceivably have run off six straight wins and won the division at 9-7, the team had no interest in even trying. Say what you will about the 49ers talent and coaching, but that team never quits. They probably should quit, and their fans certainly have, but the team itself just keeps on plugging.
Not our own effete corps of impudent snob Cardinals, though. These posers viewed a Monday night game with a national audience as a chance to show tourists the feeling they would get if they came to visit the Grand Canyon. Breath taking views of the 49er QB standing alone, looking downfield without a single Cardinal defensive lineman or linebacker anywhere visible in front of him on the screen. Did the team go to the sideline for a snack break? Gaping caverns opening up to the right of prized NT draft pick Dan Williams that you could send a couple of white water rafts through. Frank Gore, SF’s prized workhorse running back, broke his hip in the first quarter, but it didn’t matter. The 49ers could have put a helmet on Peewee Herman and gained yardage.
As pitiful as the Cardinals were last night, they at least know they are losers. Not so the fantasy land 49ers. That team still thinks it can go to the playoffs. Har har hearty har har. What a preposterous delusion. Give it up, Red and Gold fakers, you stink too. Don’t kid yourselves. You frauds are heading for the fish tank just as surely as blackouts are looming for Arizona. Go ahead, you worthless fleebs, dream on for another week or two. I can’t wait to see you crushed and beaten like our home town boys. It’s coming. Just you wait. Doom is just another game away. Hahaha.