Christmas is coming, so I thought I’d mention it.
Back to football.
The loss to Arizona was disheartening and unneccesary, but shit happens. Ultimately, the 49ers are going to start the playoffs at home, whether that’s in the first round or the second round. If they win game one, then they are going to lose game two, whether that is the Divisional game or the NFC Championship game.
That’s how I see it anyway. Maybe I’m wrong. Terrific. But the team hasn’t given any indication lately that they could stand up to Green Bay or New Orleans on the road. They could meet the challenge with any other NFC teams, though, so that’s a quantum leap in quality for one year.
But there’s not much drama left for these remaining three regular season games. It feels like the team has peaked. They got all the way up to number two in the rankings, held ground for a few weeks, and are now slipping back down the list. The Jim Harbaugh mystique has taken two knockdowns in the past three games.
The team has also played some sloppy football two weeks in a row. Guys are dropping passes, missing tackles, whiffing blocks, blowing formation assignments, and there’s been grumbling in the locker room about the play calling.
Whipping Pittsburgh next Monday night would definitely restore some lost luster. Put the fun back in that “Noooobody!” chant. Getting some TDs in the Red Zone would be quite entertaining, too. But seeing the O-line finally learn to cope with a zone blitz would be the most encouraging sign of all. That will be the most important factor over the final three games.
Maybe it’s a postcoital depression type of feeling, but it seems like the season is pretty much over with. We finally won the division, finally returned to the playoffs, but we’re not good enough to win the Super Bowl, so let’s get the offseason rolling and see how much better we can be in 2012. I expected I’d feel more excited. Maybe that will change when the first playoff game rolls around.
Having Alex Smith as our QB might not be the best, but at least the team isn’t being led by a puppy killer or a serial rapist. Both of these repugnant specimens are located in Pennsylvania cities. As is the recently exposed Penn State football program. Is there something depraved about that particular state? Rooting for these teams requires facing a quasi-moral dilemma. That’s a lot to ask for the old Go Team deal.
As you can see, I don’t have anything to say today. I didn’t have anything to say yesterday, either, but I left it unsaid. Today, I’m admitting the lack of say. My apologies. I’ll try again tomorrow.