The NFL became a passing league during the Brady-Manning decade, a period that ushered in rules changes that made it illegal to breathe on a quarterback or say unkind things to pass-catchers more than five yards beyond the line of scrimmage. Referees in the 2000s looked at offensive holding the way on-the-take Chicago cops looked at rum-running in the ’20s. By 2009 it was so easy to complete passes that even then-Redskin Jason Campbell — a nice kid who couldn’t hit the life-size blue whale exhibit at New York’s Museum of Natural History from seven paces — threw for more than 3,600 yards. That would have led the league in 1978; in 2009 it was 14th.
Also read this Moosedenied preview of this week's Saints-49ers game so I can go back to figuring out what to actually write football-wise this week.
Trap game" my ass. The 49ers just aren't good enough. In fact, they're not even particularly good at all. They're three studs and a bunch of chumps. They've got Frank Gore, but they've also got two rookies on their offensive line. They've got Vernon Davis (and Michael Crabtree, assuming he bothers to show up) but their quarterback is in his fifth year and he still looks like a deer in the headlights. They've got Patrick Willis, but so what? They struggle with basics, don't make adjustments and are generally in complete turmoil.
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