Good morning folks, and a happy Monday to you. It’s over. It’s finally over. This gosh-darn lost season that was marred irreversibly by injuries and Reuben Foster’s “extra-curricular activities” has reached it’s conclusion, and we can finally get on with our personal cases of offseason fever. Despite being a blur in retrospect, I can distinctly remember the perpetual feeling of “just get on with it” every single week, waiting for the next step in the rebuild so we could stop fawning over a practice-squad QB and wondering what a pass rusher would look like.
Anyway, the Patriots won. Although they’ve earned a bandwagon of irrational detractors miles long, I’m really quite pleased they won. Obvious reasons aside, it’s a great opportunity to meme on my friends back home in Los Angeles, after I (personally) was robbed of the opportunity to do so post-Saints game. There are few things I detest more than bandwagoning, and the Rams fanbase in Los Angeles is about as transparently fickle as it comes.
When I was a young child, everyone was swept up in a feverish love affair with the Lakers (which I’ll grant them collectively, Los Angeles is certainly a Lakers town), so naturally I thought it would be funny to become a Spurs fan. I made the right choice, apparently, and enjoyed myself to no end when the Lakers took an eventual nosedive into mediocrity and people became Clippers fans overnight. Here’s to hoping their hat-shuffling into Chargers fandom begins sooner rather than later. More importantly, however, here’s to the memory of my hopes and dreams that the organization would get full enough of themselves to recreate the “Ram It” song.
Why do you build me up, just to let me down?
So, what does the conclusion of the season mean for the 49ers? Nothing really, at this point. The combine is still a solid three weeks away, and free agency is five weeks away. We’ve hit one of the first official deadzones of the offseason. The Super Bowl has just concluded, and the only news related to the 49ers is that the Oakland Raiders are closing in on a deal to play out the 2019 season in San Francisco, sharing a stadium with the baseball Giants.
While I’m excited for the return of seeing the second base line radiate across midfield as the Raiders stall out on drives, at this point it’s just waiting for the other shoe to drop. Eventually the Rams fans will pull themselves out of whatever manufactured depression (come on now, St. Louis fans migrated to Kansas City and Los Angeles doesn’t care about football) they’re pretending to deal with, and join forces with whatever is left of the Seahawks bandwagon to come ring our bell over this. I assume Arizona Cardinals fans will be too busy, doing, I don’t know, whatever Arizona Cardinals fans do. Ride dirtbikes?
Har har har, the San Francisco 49ers play in Santa Clara and the Oakland Raiders are going to play in San Francisco. Honestly, we deserve the ridicule for allowing this to happen.