- Jozie is ready for some football
T-minus 51 hours til kickoff. The respective coaching staffs are both scrambling to find ways to make the other guy look silly. This game has subtexts up the wazoo. You have the ex-USC and ex-Stanford coaches (who have had their share of clashes) going at it for the first time in the NFL, you have the interest of a divisional game, you have the 1st game of the year, at home no less, and you have Jim Harbaugh’s debut as the 49ers coach. A job few thought he would want, let alone take. You also have the fact that this game comes down to a battle of two very maligned QBs. Tavaris Jackson had Chilly Childress singing his praises all the way to the old coaches home, and we all know about the supposed coach-killer that is Alex Smith.
This may not determine the rest of the season, as last year’s debacle in Seattle seemed to be, but this is a game that the Niners should win. The teams are evenly matched, and mainly because they are at home. Plus, if they get beaten by the likes of Tavaris Jackson this WILL be a long season.
Forty Niners Forever 
Oh, and one more thing….. remember Abroyo Franklin? Well, he’s been replaced by “Navaro” Bowman. I know it’s spelled Navorro, but I’m changing the spelling of his name, just to fuckin’ drive Del completely insane.
Already there, Spit. already there…
Too bad I didn’t run into Susan Powter. She might have been able to help me, “Stop the Insanity!”
Hey, Chuck. Any chance your blog could show the last comment shown on the right-hand side with the person’s avatar a la Flav’s blog? I really find that option most helpful when trying to see the latest comment, and if I’d like to respond to said comment.
Thanks,
your pal Skippy
Chuck, you should just give Spit and Denny editor status and get as far away from this blog as possible. You have friends who will put you and the family up. Spit and Del will eventually and simultaneously choke each other to death, than you can return.
They went and got a room.
Finally.
I think V is bringing them breakfast in bed.
Last time I let them run free, you saw what happened.
Oh well. Like flies to shit, I guess.
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