Switching to the Who here. Lots of stuff to mine from that band.

Anyhow, the rumor mill is in hyperdrive as reporters are asking the towel boys and the ancilliary personnel if Harbaugh has stopped kicking his dog yet. In the unending blather, Harbaugh has become the pariah in quite a hurry. He wants to be GM, he wants ultimate control over personnel decisions, he wants control of the draft board, and finally he wants $10 million a year.

Funny thing is, none of these things are true. These factoids have been generated by a feeding frenzy of innuendo that started with the Harbaugh-to-Cleveland trade. Since then we’ve had a plethora of hyperventilated reports of player discontent, tension between Harbaugh and Paraage Marathe, Jed York, Greg Roman, the gardeners, the groundskeepers, and just about everyone else in the front office. On FO side of course, there has not been a peep out of York, Jed, or Harbaugh, or Baalke other than the discounting of the trade proposal by Jed and Harbaugh, which was sort of true from their perspective, again depending on if you believe it really didn’t gain any traction other than crooked Jimmy Haslam talking crazy talk.

While this is something to do during the quiet time between football and baseball, this has the real potential of tearing apart a very good team. MY goddamn team that I’ve been following since the late 60s. I suppose Jed and Company could all be sitting around and laughing at all the hyperbolic bullshit flying hither and yon, but I doubt it. There’s too much mud being slung around, and the longer we get silence from the front office and the coaches, the more potential there is for permanent rifts to be developed in these relationships during the radio silence.

Of course we know Young Sir Jed, the owner of the 49ers, is currently in the land of make-believe. He’s also on vacation is Dinseyland. I’m also pretty sure he doesn’t want to cut his vacation short to deal with this, or hold a press conference in the Haunted Mansion to explain why his emplyees are trying to tear each other apart, so this is what we get. He’s a young father with little kids to placate and have fun with, so he gets some vacay time.  Since I have no idea what Jed’s schedule is, I have no idea when he’s coming back to the land of reality, but I certainly don’t think he’s going to stay there until the owners meeting on the 23rd. That’s way too much time spent in fantasyland.

The thing is, he has to step up pretty quickly to address the apparent discord in the building. As we all know, Harbaugh’s an intense guy who may rub people the wrong way. Baalke himself has been pegged as a hard-headed guy as well. Throw in Marathe’s throwaway comments about lowballing Kaepernick, and the bullshit flying around the office, and there you have it. The 49ers again start looking like a Mickey-Mouse outfit. York fiddles while the front office crumbles around him. All we need at this point is a pictrure of Yed York flying back from Disneyland with a pair of mouse ears on. My point is, don’t f^%$ this up so close to the finish line. Win a couple Super Bowls before you strip the gears . . .