It’s the annual NFL Combine week, which means
everybody most people many folks quite a few fans several guys a few boys NJ49er and Bullit will be glued to their TV screens this week.
Happy tape measures and stop watches, you two.
The rest of us will continue to mumble and yawn our way through the tortuous month of February, the most useless month of the year. No offense to Aquarians, who are saddled for life with this fake month.
HC Kyle Shanahan has completed assembling his coaches and staff, so we’re now free to forget about them until and unless we run out of visible entities to criticize, or in extremely rare cases, praise.
Safe to say Shanahan is buried in the film room these days, surveying the wreckage of the Niners’ 2016 season. The team has about 20! free agents about to leak out the door early next month, with precious few getting a return invitation.
Astute observers like ourselves will soon get an early evaluation of just how smart or not Shanahan is by observing which players he chooses to retain. Sad to say, we’re all pretty familiar with the value of the guys on this team. “Value” of course being a relative term, since most of the players would fall under the category of “surely, you jest” when attempting to associate them with the idea of worthfulness.
At least Shanahan will be a challenge for our estimable brains. Let’s face it, Jim Tomsula was as dumb as a rock. Ridiculing him bordered on getting some yuks by steering a blind guy into a brick wall. Queasy fun. Chip Kelly didn’t seem to give a crap whether the team won or lost. He had $24 million in his pocket. Red-assing him was almost pointless. He’d already hit the lotto and was resting comfortably inside a hide as thick as a rhino’s.
But Shanahan is supposed to be a smart guy. We’ll see. The past two years have been no challenge at all. Just bad, boring football with bad, boring coaches. Hopefully, we’ll have to be back on our toes this year.