And even those modest expectations were met with fail. And so I found myself watching a bittersweet blowout win that's probably the last time Alex Smith will be a 49er. And it makes me angry, because they have the pieces to be a good team. Okay, later on the Cards were totally mailing it in, but they weren't at first. And I'm sick of the 49ers only playing well when it's meaningless, or when they're trying to make yet another 4th quarter comeback.
I know I like Alex Smith more for personal/emotional reasons than anything he's done on the playing field, but it still hurts to know that I watched what was probably his last game. There is still Patrick Willis and Vernon Davis and Michael Crabtree and eventually I won't think about Alex, just like I don't really think about TP or Brian Boucher, but it makes me sad right now.