What do Mike Martz and Norv Turner have in common? They both can do outstanding things for any NFL teams offensive attack - that's no-brainer number one. The other screaming no-brainer is they should never be given the keys to the whole show again -ever.

Tell that to the San Diego Chargers, or rather, explain it to their long suffering fans.

The hiring of Norv Turner as the new Charger HC is mind-boggling at best. His eight year totals at the helm of the Redskins and Raiders are a discouraging 58-82-1. But this time the Chargers are not the only losers. The 49ers will suffer because of this as well.

Norv Turner is once again headed for disaster when he should have stayed put doing the thing he does best, namely, backing up a good Head Coach in Mike Nolan. That's his calling, and he's very good at developing young offensive talent. A look at the 49ers resurgence over the last couple of years is testimony of that.

At the same time, one look at his last attempt to fit in the big chair reveals a Raider team that is still in shambles largely due to his inability to motivate and control an entire team rather than just the offense.

I'm don't have my crystal ball back from the shop yet, but in this case I don't think I need much more than my seven brain cells to see the fall-out from this debacle.

Everyone loses.

The 49ers lose a key building block for their puzzle. The Chargers will lose their hard-earned progress and end up on the wrong side of .500 within two years, and the fans will lose their minds in San Diego and form a lynch-mob for Turner.

Yes friends I predict that being a Chargers fan is going to suck immensely over the next few years.

Can you say "Raiders South?"


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49er fans a wee bit pissed off.So are Charger fans.

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According to Mr. Magoo himself,(John Clayton of ESPN) Jim Haslett is now being considered a "top" candidate for HC of the San Diego Chargers. We all know that Marty Schottenheimer got canned last week, which is proof beyone a reasonable doubt that the Charger hierarchy has no idea what is best for their organization.

Hire Jim Haslett for HC? PLEASE DO!

Not that I have anything against Haslett, other than his big mouth and lack of results. And there is the fact that he is so antsy to get his foot in the door as a HC of another team that he cannot possibly be giving the tall task he was hired to do, namely regenerating the Rams defensive unit, a fraction of the commitment and focus needed to continue what progress was made in '06.

Which begs the next and probably most obvious question.

Who in the world would be dumb enough to hire Jim Haslett as their new HC? Well, maybe the same organization who was stupid enough to let go of the man who is responsible for the best San Diego Charger teams in a generation.

Norv Turner, Rex Ryan and Ron Rivera are the other top candidates mentioned as contenders. One would think that Rivera would be the best choice for their style of play, but for some reason, RR is always in contention. Always a bridesmaid, never a bride.

I for one would love for the Chargers to take a chance on Haslett and then have the Rams turn right around and offer the open DC position to Rivera. Or better yet, bring Marty over to St. Louis. Talk about stacking the West Coast deck with that one.

But if there is any logic involved whatsoever in SD, they won't let Haslett any closer than Mike Martz to the interview table.

But stranger things have happened, and miracles are real sometimes.

Here's wishing Haslett luck in his interview - go get that job Jimmy ... please!



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"Why in the world should grown men be put in this position? In all my years in professional sports, I've never been forced into some gay home decor magazine to pass the time just to use a urinal!"

Isaiah Kacyvenski had done more than his share of bitch-like complaining in the full three-and-a-half and counting minutes of imprisonment he had endured waiting to use the restroom in the former Mike Martz and current Scott Linehan waiting room dungeon which also doubled as a "freeze-the-kicker" type setting for the unwitting and unlucky recipients of the wrath of the small man in the big chair.

"Holms never left me sitting out here this long," he brooded not quite under his breath, when suddenly an old friend burst through the door. It was none other than the former Ram and winner of the Peter Brady hair mimic-fest 2006, Grant Wistrom. He had tears in his eyes coupled with a creepy sweat running down his brow. Even more odd was the fact that he was also followed into the room by Bryce Fisher and Jerremy Stevens, who each looked equally moist about the head and face.

"Fish!" Exclaimed Kaz as he jumped to his feet with arms extended."Grant, guys! What are you all doing here?"

"We're here to spearhead the Rams/Seahawks anti-massacre movement," spurted Jerremy, prematurely as usual which resulted in the traditional back-handed co-slap from Fisher and Wistrom. After which Fisher continued his diatribe.

"You know we miss you Kaz, and we think this whole rivalry and hatred thing is you know-just so silly."
"Yeah silly," interjected Stevens while shaking his melon in a bit too much of an unmanly fashion, drawing raised and threatening hands once again.

"What J-mouth means is we miss you man, and even though you're a traitor and an outcast, well, we still love you," said Wistrom. "And we want to be able to come see you without that NFL Network punk-ass suit pulling out his note-pad and running at me. Makes me crazy."

"Yeah me too," interjected Stevens - again. "Makes me want to run over there and put my knee in his nuts!"

"What we're trying to say is that we think that Seahawks and Rams can co-exist and be friends, you know, outside the stadium" Fisher finished.

"Yeah that's right," said Stevens again. "In fact, I think I wanna be Mike Martz when I grow up, yeah, all I need to do is work on my crazy a little bit, grow me some manny-boobs like Holms and man, I be set up!"

At this point Scott Linehan stormed into the room and back-handed Jerremy himself, dropping him to the floor. And the question which was so bravely imposed lurked like stalkers on the faces of the men as they gazed at one another...

Could the Seahawks and Rams be kin-like? Could they be brothers, pals and friends? Would we ever be able to buy a banner with a full bloom Sea-chicken perched atop a shiny, curly rainbow-styled Ram horn?Tune in for the exciting continuation of "When Animals Attach!"


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When you see sights like Bill Belichick sporting turkey pale legs on national television and players sweating and laughing in the blazing sun, all in the middle of February, you know your watching NFL Hawaii - more namely, the Pro-Bowl.

For those of us who were yearning for one last glimpse of our team's representatives, it was kind of a bittersweet, love-hate performance all around. You want to see an all-out ass busting, high scoring affair much like you would expect when you put this many play makers on the same field together, but instead what I saw looked more like a frat party scrimmage at times.

Oh, I know that it's a just for fun game, but c'mon.

When Carson Palmer reared back and threw that beautiful 42 yard touchdown bomb to Chad Johnson in the third quarter, there was no coverage within ten yards of him. Okay, that happens. But on the very next play when the Chargers Kaeding kicked the extra point, I literally saw three of the linemen simply come out of their stance and stand straight up, arms at their side relaxed while the kick sailed through.

Maybe I expect too much, but this is an all-star game right? Don't the NFC players care that the AFC kicks their ass in just about everything they do regarding football?

Ahh, whatever.



There were some really cool plays made from our own players in the West. Frank Gore took a hand-off from Marc Bulger and ran it in to tie the score at 14 just before halftime. And later in the fourth quarter Steven Jackson showed why he was there with a nifty duck and dodge run for an 11-yard touchdown in the fourth quarter to begin the late NFC rally which came up three points short.

It's not like Steven Jackson hasn't seen that scenario play out a few too many times.

But all in all, it was fun to see the stars come out one more time even if it was just an exhibition.

But it would have been nice to see the NFC win something on their way out the door.


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Normally winning seven games in a season is not cause for celebration. But a simple visit to a San Francisco 49er website would have one believe that not only are the skies opening up to reveal the long promised saviour is finally returning, but is also sporting a San Francisco home jersey labeled "Heaven in '07."

But between the blubbery folds of the myopic being of destiny which has descended upon the good people of San Francisco, eeks a certain sweaty sense of unrest my friends. Oh yes, and the sinister evil which most have opted to ignore like a new lower body odor is real, and getting funkier by the minute.

Case in point:

You would think that Frank Gore would be a happy man. After all, he just finished his breakout season in only his second year, gaining roughly a thousand more rushing yards than he did in '05. At the same time he laid claim to the third best rushing total in the NFL with just under 1,700 yards. With one year left on his contract, it's not a stretch to assume he will be in quite the bargaining postition for a new and very lucrative contract.

But word has it that he's not interested in waiting that long. In fact chances are very good that when training camp opens up, his bright shiny face may be not available for a photo opportunity but instead listed as the biggest-name hold-out of the new season. Reports indicate that he is already pushing for a re-negotiation of his contract to the tune of ten million dollars.

Good luck with that brother.

Norv Turner, along with the rest of the 49er nation are no doubt eagerly awaiting the next move by Jerry Jones and the rest of the crackwagon organization in regards to his highly publicized lead candidacy for the next head clown with "America's team."

What Norv and the rest of the sports world are not so readily divulging is the fact that now that Ron Rivera is officially available to be tampered with, there will be a decisively cruel swap in bent-knee worship that favors the flavor of Chicago hot dogs over the former Raider flounderer.
Look for Ron Rivera to be the next Head Coach of the Cowboys.

So though things may surely be looking up in the gay bay as far as optimism, there is plenty of reality to keep the stories in context. Besides, keeping Norv Turner in the NFC West isn't so bad.

He is the utter definition of parity.

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