Come Inside My Head, if You Dare…
My humble football commentary
Last week we got creamed by Seattle. Today we play in St. Louis. It is snowing there. Things look pretty bleak for the 49ers, and yet there is still a chance for a lead position in the NFC West. I am all ready to cheer them on – they are televising the game down here in Charger territory today, and I have my hot cocoa, and my “Huddler” blanket I got for Christmas (thanks, Maggie!) ready to go.
Let’s get ‘er done, boys!!
I really would have loved to see the 49ers play (and win) against the Broncos last Sunday. But No. The game was not played in this country for some reason.
Why aren’t the UK games being televised in the USA? They are OUR TEAMS, damn it! What does a bloody Englishman know, or care, about American football anyway? Did the NFL get a $%@!-load of money to do this, or some kind of huge perk?
Anyway, at least their Bye week happens after their big trip so they can decompress from it all. I spent hours reading the blogs & sports news about Troy Smith starting that game and I sure would have loved to see him in action. But No.
Next week we face the St. Louis (should be Cardinals) Rams on our own turf. A Smith will be Quarterbacking. We just don’t know which one.
Sigh……
Apparently I missed a good game to watch, at least the 2nd half where we began to kick some Raider butt. Alex did not toss any interceptions during that game either, Yeah baby 😉 Perhaps he’s got all of that out of his system and we can get on with it.
I will be back in the Bay Area this Sunday, so I know I will be able to see us play Carolina. I will be wearing my official 49er jersey that’s hanging in my closet. The jersey does not have my name on the back. My (much too short) NFL career was sponsored by Nissan Good Guys, so that is what it says on my back. I may blog about that someday…
Sunday @ 10:00am I will be snuggling with my granddaughters and trying to teach them about football. My husband will be making his famous banana pancakes. My daughter will be trying to sleep in or watching with us and telling me, “MOM! It’s only a game!”
What does she know?
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