Well, the Cardinals just won the World Series. My dad and my dear friend Mark are happy.
I am not.
2003 solidified my Tigers fan status. I was weirdly disappointed when they won their last few games and failed to become the worst team ever. I'm even more sad right now.
The Tigers are the team of my blood, inherited from a beautiful 101-year-old great aunt who's been a Tigers fan all her life.
The Brewers are the team of my heart, they're young and tough with sons of Tigers' legents on their roster. A year or two and I may have a real dilema.
I know that my horse can't always win, hell, I'm a University of Utah fan, a Brewers fan, a Tigers fan and have become a 49ers fan thanks to Alex Smith. But Detroit looked so good in the ALDS and ALCS. My boys fell apart. But I am proudly wearing my Detroit sweatshirt over my Ivan Rodrigez T-shirt. At least I didn't have any bets on this World Series I predicted (everything except the final result) well before the All Star break.
So I guess it's football time, though exhibition college basketball starts really soon. GO UTES
Anyway, I think that the 49ers need to do is purchase either Brandon Warfield from the Ravens or Quinton Ganther from Tennessee. Both are good underutilized receivers. Then they need to get a probably bargain basement offensive line out of the Mountain West Conference. There are a lot of big, fast, graceful Islanders who played with Alex and love him or against him and respect him. Either way, they will protect him. My 9ers fan from birth, Chris, says they need new owners. Between us we're probably right. Both of our plans are probably the answer.
The highs, the lows, the joys of fandom.
Go Utes. Go 9ers.
