Right now I just don't even want to think about going forward.  That will take care of itself. Next year will unfold according to the master plan of the people who get highly paid to make the decisions. It will be what it will be, and we'll cheer whoever wears the uniforms. Happy or unhappy that they`re on the team rather than other personnel. Glad or sad about the inevitable positive surprises and the disappointing failure to meet expectations. We just stick around as passengers, but others are doing the driving. Hope for the best, expect the unexpected. 

 Anyways, I prefer to look  much further backwards to get my kicks. I'm enjoying thumbing through old  sports magazines of the sixties and seventies. Remembering or revisioning  life as a Niner fan before that yet undreamt of decade of the eighties was even a gleam in the eye of one assistant coach named Bill Walsh.  Perspective. I have every issue of Sport magazine for the decade of the sixties, and flipping through the pages really has a strange way of calming the mind. All the heated controversies of those distant moments that have faded with a serene inevitability.And the present one day will assume the same detached timelessness as it becomes another chapter of the passing sports show. And in the years before video recording, print media is pretty much all that`s left to try and enter (or revisit) the mindsets of a very different world.

Tivia question.

Which Niner linebacker was nicknamed "Fudgehammer?"  Here's a hint. He played alongside a HOF linebacker on the Niners and was very good. But not as good.

Off to Las Vegas in a couple of days. A very intense, high pressure last few months that the Superbowl result didn`t help! But a change of pace is better than a fastball if the batter isn`t expecting it!