The Niners Were Beautiful Yesterday. But I'm Still On the Edge of Hating Them.

It was a sports' fans delirium day yesterday, and after the 49ers' unbelievably exciting win the Mission was awash in honking horns for the rest of the night. All the low riders came out, with their cars double parked while they bbq'd and drank 40s on the sidewalk. What a great day.

And wow, what a football game. Even the Duck, who cares about football even less than Plotnik usually does, sat transfixed with him watching the Fourth Quarter. Amazing.

And with all that there was not one mention anywhere, in the news or on the air, about how the 49ers have told their city to f*** themselves so they can move to Santa Clara in a few years, where people are surprised that the best season boxes will cost in the $80,000 range, for the right to pay an additional $325 per game per seat.

"We're pricing out the middle class," somebody wrote. Really? A hundred K for the season and the middle class is being priced out? Dudes, please.

Do you really think the high techies and ad men will bring their Lexus station wagons out onto Santa Clara Boulevard and party like it used to be 1999? Will the investment fat cats give one damn about this team, in their hearts?

It really makes you sad. Plotnik loves the Niners, but that love has topped out. Yesterday made him feel proud, but really, the second they lose it will be really easy to start feeling disgusted and abandoned again.