Sunday, October 23, 2005

The Alex Smith Experience

by SonDog

Ah, infants. They are so cute and cuddly. When they succeed, you feel so proud. When they fail, you just want to hug them to take away the pain.

Such is the feeling of rooting for a team who's starting QB just turned 21. Alex Smith is a baby in football terms. He is lost in an environment he is unfamiliar with. You can see the loneliness and confusion in his eyes. Poor, poor Alex.

Nevertheless, the 49ers made the right decision in trading away Tim Rattay and plugging Smith into the starting lineup, without needing to look over his shoulder. You see, infants can be insecure, and by getting rid of any legitimate competition, coach Mike Nolan has done his best to give him a cushy mattress without fear.

There was hope heading into Sunday that Smith would perform a little better during his second start. Midway through the second quarter of Sunday's game against Washington, Smith hit Brandon Lloyd on a 40-yard bomb. Indeed, it was better than anything he did during his first start. Sadly, it was the only highlight of the game.

Also notable was that Smith crapped his pants in the third quarter.

San Francisco lost the game against Washington 52-17, but it wasn't really as close as that score indicated. Since I have absolutely nothing good to say about the game, or about the absolute hopelessness that 49er Nation is feeling at the moment, I'm going to cut this post short. Now, if you will excuse me, I'm going to go chew on some fiberglass.

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