The San Francisco 49ers, my team, my boys, feels now more like watching tape from one side of a 2014 Pro Bowl game. I am a realist and I know that growing a team from the ground up takes time and cultivation that is akin to franchise suicide, but this
What the fuck do I even say? What even is there? It’s not as if our team has just been beleaguered by injuries (*hands Beastmode a tissue for his tears) or some other catastrophic accident, our lackluster season has been the culmination of systemic and repetitive organizational ambivalence and ineptitude.
[DFO Claimer: this preview was handled mainly by Covalent Blonde with me peppering in some insanity. Giddy up.] /lights Marlboro Red Ya'll wanna hear 'Freebird'? I am Irsay. Out of the last 15 years, my Colts have made playoff appearances in all but two seasons. In fact, since 2012, Indianapolis has been steered by