Red Gold then Blue All Over

whether you are a football fan or not, by now you know the 49ers are not going to the super bowl. sadness! another superbowl i will watch mostly for the ads.

so many years without the playoffs and they finally made it back in. it would've happened sooner if not for a draft boo-boo in 2005. the cal bears had a good record that year but didn't get into a good bowl because the BCS is a popularity contest. the cal quarterback aaron rodgers wasn't drafted in the first round by the 49ers but instead by the packers*.

it was these circumstances alex smith found himself in when i was deciding whether or not the 49ers were wise for drafting him. before training camp he was hosting a halo party and i told my dad he should be resting his hands not button-mashing on a controller. he suffered a hand injury later on. coincidence?

it's not fair to put the playoff woes of one team on one guy. but when a rival team wins the superbowl with the quarter back your team could've drafted while your team isn't even in the playoffs it's hard not to think of what might've been.

this season during the lock-out, smith held his own practices despite not even being signed with the team. maybe he did it because he had nowhere else to go. i'd like to think he wanted to show the doubters (like me) he knew what he was doing. he was acting like a first round pick.

i know smith doesn't get all the credit for the turn around. they got a new coach (who's ain't so bad even though he coached stanfurd) and the defense is filled with mad men. but smith did his part. he still isn't my favorite qb. but i'll admit it, he proved me wrong.

so to alex smith, you're alright.

although things ended sadly it was fun getting to watch the team get as far as they did. let's look forward to next season and not direct all our anger towards one player.

afterall, to count oneself as one of the 49er faithful you have to believe there's always another shot next season.

*correction made

Merry Christmas You Donkey!

oh my lord. jen just stormed into my room saying i had to get up. she's going off about guests arriving in 6 hours and how the turkey is still sitting in the sink.

sigh, dad always waits until the last minute and then jen has to do it. maybe i should’ve said something last night but i was busy fighting the locusts. we’re going to save the world fenix!

jen looks crazy. i don’t think she even brushed her hair yet. she's still in her pjs. it’s funny when she swears because she normally doesn’t. it’s the same every christmas eve. oh bother, she’s stopped talking and is looking at me now. i better get up.

how are we going to eat a 30lbs turkey?! aw dad, don’t tell her you didn’t prep the prime rib either. there she goes again. i am going to do all the non-kitchen chores. i’m pretty sure i saw some presents that needed to be wrapped.

dad, don’t ask jen what’s for lunch. she is holding a knife. i will go pick up my other sister from the station. wait, dad is going for his car keys. i have to escape. dang, he left first. jen’s looking at me. if i don’t move maybe she won’t see me.

ok, all the meats are in the oven. lunch is done. jen is quietly watching the football game on tv. oh dear, mom just asked her if she made dessert. there she goes again.

"in the sea, the fish have learned to laugh. in the sea.." - kim