The 49ers stunning turnaround year blew a tire on the final turn and just that suddenly the life whizzed out of the 2011 season. The Giants moved along to the Super Bowl the same way they did in 1990 — by recovering a fumble and kicking a field goal. Honk if you’re impressed.
This cheesy forward progress was embellished Sunday by yet another game deciding gaffe by referee Jim Hochuli’s crew, who added a new dimension to the backward positivity of forward progress by allowing the Giants to fumble away the game and still retain possession of the ball, hauling out the fastest play ending, please don’t hurt that poor little New York fella whistle this side of the sound of Wyatt Earp’s gun whipping from his holster.
Kyle Williams was not so lucky, as his two fourth quarter/OT special teams blunders handed the game to the Giants, but the goat horns could just as easily be worn by Michael Crabtree, our erstwhile number one wide receiver who was utterly useless during both playoff games. He had three drops in the Saints game and only one measley three yard catch against the Giants — the one and only catch by a 49er WR in the game. That is truly awful.
The football gods were not kind to the Harbaugh family yesterday, as the other Harbaugh watched the Patriots back into the SB when his Ravens WR dropped the game winning pass and his kicker then shanked a chip shot tying field goal. If the gloom around here is bad, you can double it in the Harbaugh family home.
It was a great season. A return to glory year. The team had the heart of a champion. But not quite the skill. Kudos for magnificent postseason play to Vernon Davis, Alex Smith, and Justin Smith. Awesome show, fellas. And kudos to Jim Harbaugh and his staff for one of the most impressive coaching jobs in NFL history.
There’s nothing I can say that will make this day pleasant, guys. It sucks. But tomorrow is another day. And we will be back. And back to stay.