One more week until Training Camp opens. Maybe. With the restrictions imposed by the governor of California, it’s hard to see the 49ers training in Santa Clara without some sort of dispensation. Arizona and Nevada are the most likely possible destinations.
If that’s the case, this camp will be a bit of a throw back to the Rocklin style camp years. Minus the heat, minus the two-a-days, minus the babe brigade.
When camp opens, we’ll all be putting the ogle-eye on four significant players: RB Jerick McKinnon, Trent Taylor, plus the two rookies, DT Javon Kinlaw and WR Brandon Aiyuk. If all of those guys play well, the team should thrive again this year.
We’ll also be getting constant reports from the medical people vis-a-vis the COVID virus.
Advertisers have become a force of nature this century. Piss off Nike, bye bye a billion dollars in revenue. People have been trying to get Dan Snyder to change the Redskins name for twenty years or more, but when the mega ad agencies threatened his empire this year, he caved in a hurry. Or at least wants everyone to think so. He’s in full-blown spin mode for the moment.
Twitter arrived around ten years ago and provided a sports ticker for steady news about your particular team, but now it’s a site for angst filled young adults whining about their misery and, like the newspaper racket, a place to continually promote negative news which attracts an immense amount of venom spewing commenters and meme artists. Howard Howard Beale’s “Mad as hell …” rant has become the norm.
PFT was a nice little operation from 2001 to 2009, then ceded control to NBC Sports and has gone downhill since.
There’s little doubt that this has been the all time weirdest offseason. We’ll see next week if things begin to stabilize or get even more wacky.