Happy Independence Day, fellow citizens. In honor of this day, we will consume 150 million hot dogs, 71% of them covered with mustard. We will also spend $800 million on fireworks while decreasing the air quality by 42%.
This day also means that the deadest offseason in blogosphere history is at last staggering through its final month. Soon, we’ll get an answer to this year’s biggest question: Are fans just turned off by Jed York and the 49ers, or has the blogging era simply run out of gas?
Speaking of gas, which is a cousin of fireworks, it’s time for our annual tribute to the finer arts:
As always, caution must be exercised when playing with explosives.
I think it’s a culmination of all things Jed related Skeebs.
The mindless, petulant little twit has managed to lower the bar to such a level that our expectations are damn near non-existent.
But hey, maybe he’s learned something after all of this?
We can only hope.
That, and the possibility that he’ll be standing too close to a Roman Candle while holding a propane tank?
The roster was left barren. KS and Lynch have a long term project. X’s and O’s and playcalling are not enough for the sorry ass O.
It all starts with the oline. And ends with the oline. I don’t think we can one up NYJ. But #2 in 1st Rd of 2018 draft is realistic.
http://ninernoise.com/2017/07/05/49ers-film-robert-saleh-4-3-defense/
New post is up.