One more mention for the whole Co-of-the-Vid thing and then I'll focus on last night's 49ers - Rams game.
I have to say I'm sick of being stuck indoors now. I feel much better and I'm ready to get back into the world, but of course I'm not allowed to. I did my 'Day 6' lateral flow test yesterday, just on the off-chance that it would be a clear negative and I might be able to get out early, but the bloody 'T' line was bolder than the 'C' line, so that's me stuck in for the full 10 days.
I'm pleased to report that I didn't cause a tsunami of cases around me, despite having been very active and out-and-about when I was first infectious. Philippa (with her vast medical knowledge gained from working as a GP's receptionist) says it probably means I had the good old traditional Delta variant, rather than the more trendy Omicron one. That explains (she explains) why my symptoms were quite nasty but why I didn't pass it on too much. If I had the 'O rather than the 'D' I would have just been a bit sniffly, but would have caused a bit of an outbreak. There's no point speculating, but my speculation is that everyone around me had already had it, or that maybe their vaccine reaction was better than mine, and that's why I was clobbered and they weren't.
I'm still not 100% sure where I got it. There's no point speculating, but my speculation would be that I caught it from the annoying couple from Liverpool who sat uncomfortably close to me and Philippa in the Hotel sauna last Friday. But maybe I'm just saying that because I've never really liked Scousers. No offence to them, there's just something about that accent that grates on my nerves like parmesan grates onto lasagne.
Anyway - Sport. I am very disappointed that Nadal won the Australian Open, so much so that I am going to forego any further mention of his achievement and move swiftly onto the NFL. Again, this was very disappointing, but also quite inevitable. The 49ers reaching the Championship game was great fun, and quite a surprise, but it happened due to opposition teams making lots of mistakes and repeatedly shooting themselves in the foot. Now, it's credit to Kyle Shanahan and the rest of our coaching team that they befuddle opponents so much that they make these mistakes, but you can't keep relying on other people's errors to carry you through - you have to sometimes take control of your destiny yourself, and unfortunately our dear Quarterback just hasn't been able to do that. It's a cliche to say we got this far DESPITE Jimmy Garoppolo, rather than BECAUSE of him, but it is true. All through last night's game, even with a 17-7 lead in the 4th quarter, I kept thinking 'Jimmy is gonna find a way to f**k this up for us'. He'd already had 3 or 4 near misses that could have torpedoed the game for us, it was just a matter of time before one went awry enough to be picked off. And lo, it came to pass.
But a good season, all round, and if we can sort out our terrible salary cap situation, we could well be challenging again next season.
See you in September, San Francisco.
And see you in February, readers.
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