The lost and sinking ship that is the 49ers is traveling slowly through the Mojave Desert (yeah, ships don’t travel over sand, but work with me here) down I 10 to settle down in the warm confines of Phoenix. A place that gets it’s name from a bird that burned up and was reborn as a harbinger of renewal and good fortunes.
Well, the Cardinals resemble a phoenix in its ashy state right about now. A team that the pundits picked to win it all, and one that I called to crash and burn, is somewhere closer to the damaged and crispy stage. They are 11th in the playoff standings at 3-4-1 and they’ve beaten also-rans Tampa Bay, the Rams, and us. Even playing in this weak-ass division, they are sucking. Their defense is still top-notch, but their offense is on the fair to dogshit side of things. Even still, we got beat by the backup, so there’s little hope here for anything resembling yet another demolition. So, even though this ‘contender’ was set to roll, they can’t even take care of the lowly Rams in their own house. So, they look to be in another long hibernation of 1,400 years when the phoenix shall arise again. At least that’s how the Bidwills are running it.
Speaking of shitty owners . . . The Bidwill family has been running the team for 87 years, and have 7 division championships, one conference championship, and 1 NFL championship. So, 1 championship in 1947, and a 7-9 playoff record under the Bidwills. That’s some serious sucking. They’ve had recent success, but they appear to be backsliding.
Us? Well we have a nice young owner who apparently has absolutely no idea how to make any moves as to how to run this shit. The decisions being made are bandaids on brain injuries, and there’s little to give hope that even if we lose out, we’ll have any success in the draft should the current ship of fools be kept in place.
Go AZ . . . And Go Browns! Big game tonight for them. What’s funny is Hue Jackson had a choice between SF and the factory of sadness. They are a collective 1-16.