S.F. Examiner: Defense, ball control can send Manning off in glory

By Art Spander
Special to The Examiner

It’s as if the game already has been played. As if the Carolina Panthers won the Super Bowl. When, in fact, the Denver Broncos will win it. Win it ugly, the way underdogs usually do. Win it by keeping the Panthers from winning it, with defense, with ball control, with the sort of breaks teams like Denver inevitably get in games like this, and thus are described as lucky rather than good.

But in football, luck is not so much bestowed as created.

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S.F. Examiner: Broncos forced to overcome tumultuous upbringings

By Art Spander
Special to The Examiner

A letter from the president. So few are sent. Katrina Smith had to be special, and in a way she was, holding the letter from President Barack Obama that commuted an excessively severe prison sentence which had taken her away from society, away from a son who was to become a football star while she had become an inmate.

Demaryius Thomas was a sixth grader, 11 years old, when Smith and her own mother, Minnie Thomas, were convicted and incarcerated 16 years ago for making and selling crack cocaine in Georgia.

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S.F. Examiner: Former Cal running back, Vallejo native keeps defying odds

By Art Spander
Special to The Examiner

The distance Cortelle Javon Anderson traveled should not be measured in distance — practicing for Super Bowl 50, he is only 70 miles from his hometown of Vallejo — but in achievement. He’s done what few beyond Anderson or his mother believed was possible in the classroom or on the football field.

It’s a tough, industrial community, Vallejo, filled with the offspring of workers — many African-American, many from the South — who came to work in the Mare Island shipyards during World War II. The headlines from Vallejo these days too often are negative ones dealing with crime or unemployment.

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S.F. Examiner: Are Phillips, Broncos playing possum?

By Art Spander
Special to The Examiner

The current Raiders coach, Jack Del Rio, was the Broncos previous defensive coach. The current Broncos defensive coach, Wade Phillips, was out of work but hardly out of ideas. Or out of superlatives about the current player who concerns him most, Carolina quarterback Cam Newton.

“He makes plays nobody else makes,” Phillips said.

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S.F. Examiner: Elway in line for historic player-executive perfecta

By Art Spander
Special to The Examiner

He was the coach’s kid, and there’s no better place to begin. But John Elway was his own man and is still his own man, using talent and lessons acquired if not necessarily taught. It wasn’t that Elway could throw a football so hard — when his receivers occasionally missed one of his passes, they often were left with a bruise, a mark that looked like the seams of the ball, or the “Elway Cross” — it’s that he knew when to throw or when not to throw.

The offspring of those in athletics have an advantage. Not only genetically but also perceptively. They grow up within the game, grasping the nuances. Look at Barry Bonds, who as a toddler was with his father, Bobby, in the Giants clubhouse, listening and watching. Never mind the steroid stuff. Barry understood how and where. He always threw to the right base. He always set up in the perfect position in the outfield.

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S.F. Examiner: Broncos’ cry: ‘Get it done for Pat’

By Art Spander
Special to The Examiner

It is disease that frustrates as well as debilitates. You lose contact with loved ones, friends. And they with you. The moments that would be shared, should be shared, the joy, the pain, can no longer be. “They can no longer communicate with you,” said Beth Bowlen Wallace about the victims of Alzheimer’s. “You feel like you’ve lost them.”

Her father, Pat Bowlen, is one of those victims. He also is the longtime owner of the Denver Broncos, who Sunday at Levi’s Stadium play the Carolina Panthers in Super Bowl 50. Not that Bowlen is aware. The team that is his no longer is his.

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S.F. Examiner: Young living good life as Super Bowl host

By Art Spander
Special to The Examiner

He’s never been shy with an opinion, which is to be expected from a man who graduated from law school and, in a sense, graduated from quarterback school. Steve Young could play a good game, a great game at times — who can forget Super Bowl XXIX when he was MVP? — and still talks a wonderful game as an analyst.

Super Bowl 50 isn’t Young’s Super Bowl, to be exact, yet it is his Super Bowl. He’s involved with the Host Committee. He’s involved as an ESPN announcer. And perhaps emotionally he’s involved because the head coach of the Denver Broncos, Gary Kubiak, was Young’s quarterback coach with the 49ers that one magnificent season, 1994, when San Francisco rolled on to the NFL championship, and Steve exorcised any demons that we perceived even if he did not.

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S.F. Examiner: Peytongate places Manning under siege

By Art Spander
Special to The Examiner

A year ago it was Deflategate. This time it’s what, Peytongate? The NFL’s biggest stage, the Super Bowl. The NFL’s biggest nightmare, an intruding, negative story, a distraction, a question about a man who has been the sport’s ambassador, and until now without a hint of scandal.

It seems so perfect, Peyton Manning, 39, about to head through that one-way door toward retirement, receiving the chance of which every athlete dreams, to go out at the top. And yet, as the Broncos quarterback prepares for Super Bowl 50 next week at Levi’s Stadium in Santa Clara, where he’ll be under siege by the Carolina Panthers, Manning also is facing an investigation by the NFL and U.S. Anti-Doping Agency.

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S.F. Examiner: Super Bowl in Silicon, leaving The City with silicone

By Art Spander
Special to The Examiner

So it’s another Not-in-San-Francisco Super Bowl to be played in a city named for another saint, Santa Clara, which used to be full of orchards and now has a stadium where too many 49ers games are filled with regret.

It’s a beautiful place, of course, which is expected when something costs more than a billion dollars. And when it’s named for the denim trousers created by Levi Strauss out of miners’ tent fabric back when sourdough was a description of certain people, not the best-tasting bread anywhere.

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S.F. Examiner: Curry, Panthers converge in greatness

By Art Spander
Special to The Examiner

The jersey is in a safe. “And I won’t tell you where the safe is,” said Stephen Curry, playing a figurative game of keep-away with the skill he plays the actual game of basketball. The jersey is that of the Carolina Panthers, Curry’s other team. At the moment, maybe his primary team.

“I’ve had it for a while,” said Curry. It’s the Panthers’ white jersey, with blue and black numbers and edging, the same as they wore Sunday in mauling the Arizona Cardinals, 49-14.

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S.F. Examiner: Kubiak cools down Denver hot seat

By Art Spander
Special to the Examiner

Two seasons ago, Gary Kubiak collapsed while walking off a field at halftime. He was hospitalized with “a mini-stroke” yet was so dedicated to his craft that he resumed coaching the Houston Texans shortly afterward, only to be fired weeks later.

So he could handle any challenge, including the one presented this season by his good friend in Denver, John Elway.

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An omen for Chip Kelly? Wait and see

By Art Spander

SANTA CLARA, Calif. — So you leave Chip Kelly’s days-late introduction as Niners coach — “I didn’t have any clothes,” was his explanation — get into the car and the first thing you hear on the radio, if by Nancy Wilson rather than Tony Bennett, is “I Left My Heart in San Francisco.” Has to be an omen right? Never had that sort of positive feedback the day they introduced Jim Tomsula.

Kelly is the Niners’ third coach in five seasons. Went from the forceful (and successful) Jim Harbaugh to the accidental tourist, Jim Tomsula, and now to Mr. Kelly, who team president Jed York contends will be here for a while. 

Nothing wrong with being confident. Nothing wrong with being arrogant.

Plenty wrong with an offense that not only doesn’t keep the other team guessing but doesn’t keep the home fans at Levi’s Stadium from an early departure.

The history of pro football in San Francisco is that of great chunks of yardage, of people from Frankie Albert and John Brodie to Joe Montana and Steve Young throwing long — and short — and people such as Hugh McElhenny, Joe Perry, Jerry Rice and Roger Craig either running with the ball or catching it. Sure, the guys like Ronnie Lott and Keena Turner were a major part of the Super Bowls, but it’s the Niners moving the ball that became their legacy.

“If there’s something synonymous with San Francisco,” said York on Wednesday after the official press conference Wednesday had terminated, “it’s offense.” And if there’s something the Niners didn’t have last season, when they went 5-11, it was offense. Touchdowns were a rare commodity.

The teams of Charles Edward “Chip” Kelly, 52, at University of Oregon, then the past three uncomfortable years with the Philadelphia Eagles, could get touchdowns. Often too quickly, so the defense barely had time to get off the field before it was back on the field. And football mavens say it’s just as important, if not more so, to keep the other team from scoring as it is to score yourself.

Still, the NFL is entertainment, and the bottom line is there’s nothing worse than the fans, the so-called faithful, being bored — which they were under Tomsula. Sundays at Levi’s were anything but enjoyable.

The decision to hire Kelly, apparently by both York and general manager Trent Baalke, was made a week ago. But days went by until the formal presentation in the auditorium at Levi’s. Yes, Kelly’s attire had something to do with it. When he came out last week from his home in New Hampshire it was without a coat and tie. Also, said Kelly, he wanted to attend the 87th birthday celebration of his father.

The Niners are only four seasons distant from a Super Bowl appearance. Then everything began to come apart at the seams. The Seattle Seahawks improved. NaVorro Bowman was seriously injured. Harbaugh, Baalke and York stopped working with each other. Wham, from top to bottom. And no less pertinent, tumbling so far into irrelevance that a scheduled Sunday night, nationally televised game, was replaced by NBC.

There’s a line from a decades-old song that the late Bob Hope used as his theme, “Thanks for the Memory,” to wit, you might have been a headache but you never were a bore. Headaches can be eased by pain relievers. There’s no cure for boredom, other than bringing in a new coach.

“I want to be fearless,” said Kelly when asked what the identity of the team might be. “It’s pretty straightforward not to be afraid of any situation that you’re put in. There are going to be times it’s difficult, that it’s adverse, but you have to have confidence based on preparation that you’ll see it through.” 

There’s a history of college coaches going to the pros and, with rare exception, Paul Brown back in the 1950s and Jimmy Johnson in the early ‘90s, failing in the pros. Maybe Kelly didn’t exactly fail — he was 10-6 his first two seasons with the Eagles — but neither did he earn plaudits. So, at the end of the 2015 season he was fired.

“Everyone makes mistakes,” said Kelly, addressing the issue in a generic sense. “And you learn from mistakes.”  No, he didn’t say what the mistakes were, the up-tempo offense that worked in college, the apparently inability to communicate with some African-American players, the determination to be involved in the acquisition and trading of athletes. Whatever, he was out in Philly, and now he’s in with the 49ers.

“One of the neat things when I was let go in Philadelphia,” said Kelly — “and to be able to get a call from Bill Belichick, or from Tony Dungy or Jon Gruden or Bill Parcells or Bill Polian — it made me feel good there are people in this game that truly care where this game is going and what direction it’s headed. They were telling me, 'I hope you stay in the NFL.' That meant an awful lot to me.”

Will Niners fans have the same positive message? That is the major question.

An Alabama team that wasn’t great wins a game that was

By Art Spander

GLENDALE, Ariz. — Those other college bowl games, those mismatches of the last few weeks? Those were merely teases to keep us grumbling and griping.  But when it came to the big one, the national championship, the sport burst out in a show of brilliance, a reaffirmation of what is possible when two of the country’s top programs face each other and what is probable when Alabama is one of those.

It isn’t as if the Crimson Tide came into Monday night’s title game being thought of as hopeless. Yes, Clemson was unbeaten in 17 straight games, all 14 previous this season, and hadn’t trailed in the fourth quarter since some time in 2014. Yet, Bama was a touchdown favorite, mostly because it plays in the overpowering Southeast Conference and mostly because, well, it’s Bama.

Yet there was the thought that Clemson, behind quarterback DeShaun Watson, would have too much offense for the Crimson Tide. Indeed, Clemson had plenty, outgaining Alabama 550 yards to 473, but the resolute, unflappable Tide, won 45-40 with, surprise, an onside kick when the game was tied in the fourth quarter, and with big passes from its own great quarterback, Jake Coker.

Nick Saban once more proved his genius, winning a fifth championship  — one at LSU, then four after becoming Alabama coach in 2007. “There weren’t many people who thought this team could do it,” he said immediately after the victory. 

What the game, before 75,765 at University of Phoenix Stadium maybe a dozen miles west of Phoenix, did was restore faith in undergrad football with a game of lead changes and great performances. 

Watson completed 30 passes in 47 attempts for 405 yards and four touchdowns. He also ran for 73 yards, becoming the first player in the Football Bowl System to total more than 4,000 yards passing and 1,000 yards rushing in a year.

Coker was 16 of 25 for 335 yards and two touchdowns, while Bama’s Derrick Henry, the Heisman Trophy winner, carried 36 times — yes, 36 — for 158 yards and three touchdowns. Alabama receiver O.J. Howard contributed five catches for 208 yards — including one for 63 yards — and two touchdowns.

“We played the national championship against the best team in the country,” said Clemson coach Dabo Swinney, an Alabama grad, “and we had a chance to win.” A chance, but we’re not talking about chances. It’s results that count, and Alabama, finishing at 14-1 as Clemson did, got the results, its 16th title.

If there was a turning point in this game of many turns and twists, it was that onside kick after a Clemson field goal had tied the game with 10:34 left on the clock. “We have that in our kickoffs,” said Saban. “We needed something to change the momentum of the game, and that changed the momentum.”

It was popup kick that Marlon Humphrey grabbed from the air right on the 50. From there in two plays, a one-yard Henry run and a 49-yard pass from Coker to Howard, Alabama scored the touchdown that would lift them into the lead for good.

“I’m very proud of this team,” said Saban. “After losing to Ole Miss (in the third game of the season), they worked as hard as any team I’ve had. I coached this team as much as I ever coached any team.

“This game, we didn’t always play pretty. It wasn’t one of our best games. But we competed when we needed to. That’s why we won.”

On the West Coast particularly, there was disappointment when Henry was voted the Heisman Trophy over Stanford’s Christian McCaffrey. But Henry is what football people call a horse, someone who carries as often as it's required, making one or two yards on some runs and as many as 50 on others.

“We didn’t have the same juice we had in this game as we had in the Michigan State game,” said Saban, referring to the 38-0 win in the semifinal that lifted the Tide into the championship game. Teams don’t always play at the maximum from game to game, but the best teams end up with more points than the opponent.

“Championship football,” sighed Swinney, the Clemson coach, “is a game of a few plays. And that’s really what this one came down to. It was a slugfest out there, and I thought a couple of special-team plays were huge momentum (changers). Four national championships. I mean that’s an incredible accomplishment.”

The onside kick? Swinney said Clemson didn’t have the opportunity to catch the ball, so he screamed at the officials. But he conceded it was a smart, great play by Alabama. “Then we followed with a bust for a touchdown,” he said of Alabama’s rapid score. “So it was a combination of mistakes.”

The adage is in football the team that makes the fewest mistakes wins. That team again was Alabama, in a game that will be remembered, even by Clemson.

Saban does it his way, which is a winning way

By Art Spander

GLENDALE, Ariz. — The thinking is that the only thing that matters at Alabama is football, but there in the school’s playoff brochure, a mere 128 pages compared to the 208 of the season media guide, are photos of head coach Nick Saban shaking hands with players wearing mortarboards and clutching sheepskins, not pigskins.

That the photos are on the page following pictures of Derrick Henry and Saban posing with Henry’s Heisman Trophy and Ryan Kelly clutching his Rimington Trophy as outstanding college center provides a sense of perspective. Yes, education is important at this institution of higher education, but at the University of Alabama, nothing is important as football.

In the Southeast Conference — SEC, not the S&EC, or Securities and Exchange Commission — nothing is important as football (except at Kentucky, where basketball is No. 1.) If it’s not one SEC school, Auburn or LSU, winning the national title, then normally it’s another, Alabama.

The number for the Crimson Tide is 15, four since Saban took over in 2007. The school and the man go for another tonight against Clemson, whose head coach, Dabo Swinney, is an Alabama grad, at University of Phoenix Stadium.

Two teams from the Deep South meeting for the national title. Imbalance?  More an issue of propriety. Success breeds success, and, heavens, that little corner of the United States has been inordinately successful. The Big Ten has tradition. The Pac-12 was competitive with USC, then Oregon, now Stanford. But nothing quite compares with the South, or with Alabama.

A New York Times article a couple of months ago by Joe Drape called the football field “the center of the Alabama universe,” pointing out “over the past decade, the success of Crimson Tide football can be measured off the field as well, as it has become a powerful engine for the university’s economic and academic growth, a standout among other large public universities with a similar zest for capitalizing on their sports programs.”

In other words, the $7 million a year earned by Saban (who graduated from Kent State, outside Cleveland) is a wise investment for a place that prizes Saturday’s Heroes, even if on this January 11 they have the opportunity to become Monday night’s heroes.

Coaches come in different varieties. Some, such as the late John McKay or Jerry Glanville, were quick with one-liners, quotable if not always personable. Others treat interviews like trips to the dentist, necessary but painful.

Vito Stellino now covers the Jacksonville Jaguars for the Florida Times Union, but he spent many years in Pittsburgh, where he said of conversations with then-Steelers coach Chuck Noll, “He talks to you like there are only two people who understand what he’s talking about, and you’re not the other one.”

Saban, who surely has earned his arrogance, fits in that category. When on media day for the championship game he was asked about stopping quarterback DeShaun Watson of the No. 1-ranked, 14-0 Tigers, the coach did his best to avoid a sneer.

“Well, I don’t know that there’s anything specific that you would be able to understand,” he said, “without me having a grease board up here and draw stuff up, but I think that would be really kind of hard to explain.”

So, buzz off, and we’ll discuss something any sports writer would understand, like pizza and beer.

What Swinney, not quite as protective as Saban, is willing to talk about is 14-1 Alabama, not only his alma mater but arguably the standard of undergraduate football.

“It’s incredible,” said Swinney, “Coach Saban and what he has done. I mean he’s one of the greatest coaches that’s ever coached the game. Regardless of what happens Monday night, you can’t argue that. He’s already won four national championships (one at LSU) — this is the first one I’ve sniffed at — and he’s going for his fifth.

“People will say anybody can win at Alabama. Well, no, that’s not the case. Not everybody can coach a great team. Not everybody can coach a great player, and I think he has a gift to be able to do that. You have to be able to recruit consistently. You have to be able to put a stand together and build that, so you have to have a vision for what you want to do … and the consistency is unprecedented.”

Saban, 64, seems caught between a shrug and a gloat in post-game victory photos, especially those in which he’s lifting a championship trophy of some sort, sort of “OK, I’ll smile, but I’m not holding it.” He contends we misunderstand the look.

“I’m a very happy person,” Saban insisted. “Maybe my demeanor, the image created by a lot of you (the media) doesn’t reflect that. I’m a very happy person. And I’m a serious person about trying to do things to have a very good program that benefits the players personally, athletically and academically.

“I think I’m guarded in terms of what I do because everybody has a camera, and I think my image as a leader for our organization is very important, and I think it’s important for everybody in our organization to try to represent it in a first-class way.”

Newsday (N.Y.): Christian McCaffrey leads Stanford’s Rose Bowl rout of Iowa

By Art Spander
Special to Newsday

PASADENA, Calif. — Using the multiple skills of record-breaking sophomore halfback Christian McCaffrey to the maximum, Stanford ruined both Iowa and any sense of a competitive game with a 45-16 win in the 102nd Rose Bowl yesterday.

McCaffrey ran for 172 yards, caught four passes for 105 yards and a touchdown, returned a punt for 63 yards and a touchdown and returned a kickoff 28 yards. He set a game mark of 368 yards of total offense, 22 more than Wisconsin’s Jared Abbredaris had against Oregon in the 2012 Rose Bowl.

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Nebraska plays a bruising game against Bruins

By Art Spander

SANTA CLARA, Calif. — This is the way to win a football game, the old-fashioned way, the effective way. You get the ball and run it through the other team’s defense. You gain yards, you score points and, perhaps most importantly, you never give the opponent the ball. Or a chance.

Stanford plays that style of football. USC plays that style. And as we — and UCLA — learned on a chilly night-after-Christmas, Nebraska plays that style. Crunch, smash, dash, flash. And now and then, throw a pass.

Nebraska had a 5-7 record but made it to the Foster Farms Bowl because of academic progress. UCLA was 8-4 and had a freshman sensation quarterback. But the Bruins couldn’t stop Stanford. Or USC. And on Saturday night, with a defensive line far too light and coaching decisions far too incorrect, they couldn’t stop Nebraska, which won the Foster Farms Bowl, 37-29.

You know the adage. There are lies, damned lies and statistics. But Saturday night at Levi’s Stadium, where the announced crowd was 33,527, these stats were all too truthful. The Cornhuskers rushed for 326 yards. The Cornhuskers had the ball just over 38 minutes out of the total 60.

“We’ve got to get bigger and stronger,” said UCLA coach Jim Mora, stating the obvious. “So we can be competitive against teams like this or Stanford or USC. But it’s a bit of a catch-22 in our (Pac-12) conference, because so many teams play spread.”

UCLA, ending the year with consecutive defeats, was merely spread out. They got bulled and trapped and, every now and then, tricked. “We knew the team we could be,” said Mike Riley, in his first year at Nebraska after a 12-year run as head coach at Oregon State. “This game gave us a chance to prove it.”

The Huskers proved it solidly and demonstratively, if somewhat slowly. After a fumble deep in UCLA territory and a couple of Josh Rosen touchdown passes, Nebraska trailed 21-7 roughly halfway through the second quarter. But then the domination began.

Nebraska, in order, got a touchdown, a touchdown — and it was 21-21 at halftime — a touchdown (with a blocked PAT), a field goal and a touchdown. The Huskers, down by 14, suddenly led by 16, 37-21. As they love to say on TV, 30 unanswered points. Wow. Or for UCLA, woe.

Rosen was harassed. He had gone a stretch of 245 passes without an interception in the middle of the season. He was picked off twice by USC in the Bruins’ one-sided loss to the Trojans and then twice more Saturday night.

“We didn’t do enough on offense,” said Rosen, “to keep our defense off the field. Nebraska ran 81 plays.” To UCLA’s 57.

Rosen is a drop-back quarterback. Nebraska’s Tommy Armstrong Jr. drops through you. He’ll hand off. He’ll carry (10 times for 97 yards) and, when needed, he’ll pass (12 of 19 for 174 yards and a touchdown). He’s mobile and agile. And getting blocks from a two-tight-end formation that flummoxed the Bruins when it didn’t overwhelm them, he became the offensive player of the game.

Rosen was 26 of 42 for 319 yards and three touchdowns.

A few days ago, Mora warned what Armstrong was capable of doing, and the UCLA head coach proved an all-too-accurate prophet.

UCLA, as it did in other games this season, made critical penalties, two unsportsmanlike calls that kept Nebraska drives alive. If you are unable to keep a team from pounding you, the worst thing to do is to respond by hitting someone out of bounds.

Yet, the Bruins did have ball and two chances to score late, but Ka’imi Fairbairn, who kicked a 60-yard field goal against Cal, missed a 46-yarder and at the end Rosen was intercepted in the end zone.

“It’s a disappointing loss,” said Mora. “We struggled against the run. We are light on defense, and they took advantage. They did a nice job.

“We fought our butts off, but (Nebraska is) a really good front out there to go up against. It starts with us as a staff, taking a hard look at ourselves, how we teach, the structure of our offense and defense, our drills, our strength and conditioning.

“I have a lot of respect for Nebraska. They beat Michigan State. They are a good football team.”

For sure, they are better than UCLA.

For Raiders, no success ‘without a Super Bowl’

By Art Spander

OAKLAND — Wait ’til next year. Or the year after that. Or the Twelfth of Never. The Raiders aren’t there yet, perhaps aren’t even close to being there, meaning the postseason, where they last played 13 years ago, a virtual lifetime in the NFL.

Are they better than last season? Their record would indicate as much. Even after getting beaten by the superior Green Bay Packers, 30-20, Sunday in the rain and chill at O.Co Coliseum, and being eliminated from the playoffs, the Raiders are 6-8. And wins in their final two games, unlikely since one is at Kansas City, would make them 8-8, which would be their best record since 2011.

They had a new coach this season, Jack Del Rio, and after defeating the Jets in early November had a 4-3 record. Where would they go from there? Nowhere, it turned out. At least figuratively. Progress, sure — from three wins a year ago, it was inevitable they would progress. Still, that doesn’t placate the fans, drenched and deflated, who toughed it out. Or the veteran defensive back Charles Woodson.

Someone wondered if the season could be described as success, what with victories over the Jets and, a week ago, the Denver Broncos. Woodson had a ready response. “There is no success,” he said, “without a Super Bowl.”

This from a 37-year-old who entered the league in 1998, was drafted by and played with the Raiders, moved to the Green Bay Packers where he got that Super Bowl and then in 2013 returned to Oakland. This from a man who has battled and survived and, even Sunday, after another bruise to his sore right shoulder, missed only one scrimmage play before re-entering the game.

“But,” added Woodson, “progress has been made.”

The Raiders have fallen — or raised — themselves into the category called teasers. As opposed to finishers. The Raiders are out there making big runs, big receptions, big defensive stops — and big mistakes.

As in the first period Monday, when they — meaning quarterback Derek Carr — threw two interceptions and fell behind 14. After which they pulled ahead, 20-17. After which they gave up two touchdowns and a field goal.

Is it a lack of experience, of understanding how champions compete, or a lack of talent? Is it a failure in the coaching or a failure in comprehension? Is it bad breaks or bad play?

For seasons the Raiders have been heavily penalized, a legacy of the late owner Al Davis, who often said he didn’t care about discipline. And while there has been improvement in 2015, the penalties remain a major negative. Time after time Monday, the Raiders were called for pass interference, illegal use of hands or holding. In all, the Raiders had 10 penalties for 95 yards, the Packers six for 75 yards.

On a third and sixth, a pass is knocked down, a flag is thrown and the Packers — or the Chiefs, or the Steelers — have a first down. “Just play with better technique,” said Del Rio about the calls. “I saw a couple examples where guys were trailing and did not play with proper technique. That will be called every time. Wasn’t even close.”

Nor were the two quick interceptions by Carr, who, in his second year, has not attained a level of consistency needed by winners. In the middle of the first quarter, Micah Hyde picked off a Carr pass at the Oakland 36. Four plays later, the Pack led 7-0. One play later, a 43-yard interception return by Damarious Randall made it 14-0.

“The first interception,” said Carr, “I tried to sneak it in without the guy seeing me, and he turned his head around and caught it. The second just got high on me. It did. I wish I had the play over. I’d love to bring it down, obviously, but that’s where I wanted to throw it. It was just high.”

After the one-two punch, Del Rio brought Carr to his side, not to criticize but to reassure. “It was just, ‘Things like that are going to happen, I believe in you,’” Shaw said of the coach’s advice. “‘You already know these things. Just go out there and be yourself.’”

For now, Carr being himself is not good enough. He’s an individual on the verge. The Raiders are a team on the verge. But so far that’s not enough.

“In critical situations,” said Woodson, the wise and relatively old man, “you can’t beat yourself. It’s hard enough to go out there and play the other team. As this team grows, we’ll get better at those type of things.”

For that we must wait. ’Til next year, or well after that.

S.F. Examiner: John York: ‘We are disappointed’

By Art Spander
San Francisco Examiner

He used to be the guy who took the media pounding and more. At one 49ers game, during a halftime presentation, John York — Dr. John York using his well-earned title — was booed by the fans at Candlestick Park, where the Niners then played. Got a little angry, too, even blaming a journalist for the treatment.

York knows tough times, and as the Niners owner, along with his wife, Denise, knows what they’re going through, and what the Yorks’ son, Jed, the team CEO, is going through. John can read. John can hear. The fans and media are unhappy. So too is John York.

Read the full story here.

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Niners have reached the fringe of irrelevancy

By Art Spander

SANTA CLARA, Calif. — Intimate is how one could describe the Jim Tomsula day-after media conference on Monday. The 49ers head coach was there, in body if not spirit, and so were a mere eight journalists, written or electronic word.

Sure, the main group, the people who covered the game for the Northern California dailies, still was en route home from Cleveland, and there indeed was a representative from both of the two large Bay Area publications. But only one each. No columnists.

It was as if everything about these Niners is irrelevant, so let’s concentrate on the high-profile teams, the Warriors, the Raiders, the Sharks.

If the fans don’t show up for home games at Levi’s Stadium, then why should the papers or radio and TV stations show up for yet another presser that, given Tomsula’s uninspirational style, figured to be the repetitive questions and unfulfilling responses to which we’re now accustomed?

NBC television caught on to the defections soon enough, and as allowed under the flex format, switched this Sunday’s 49ers-Bengals game from prime time, evening, to afternoon. How embarrassing.

You almost feel sorry for Tomsula, who does his best to avoid explanations why his team is not doing its best — or, gracious sakes alive, indeed may be doing its best. Some speakers, Donald Trump for example, are full of words and emotions, popular or unpopular, and capture our attention. But ask Trump to explain Cover Two, well, you can imagine how bad the Niners might be were The Donald coaching them.

Tomsula doesn’t rant and rave, doesn’t crack wise, doesn’t berate his athletes, doesn’t make fun of those from foreign lands. He gives us clichés, which certainly doesn’t make him alone in that category, but in his lackluster phrases there’s a disassociation from what actually took place.

“You said the effort was there,” a questioner posed to Tomsula, “but the execution wasn’t. Given 24 hours and given some time to look at the film, why do you think that was the case? What caused that?”

Execution is a football term that enables coaches to avoid responsibility, as in “I gave them a game plan so well-designed any dolt could understand, but these guys are so uncoordinated they couldn’t tackle a kid from Pop Warner, never mind an NFL running back.”

As is well known, the late John McKay handled the subject brilliantly and pointedly. Asked, when he was the Tampa Bay Bucs' head coach, about the team’s execution, McKay responded, “I think it would be a very good idea.” He knew how to fill a notebook.

Oh, if Tomsula only had that skill. Oh, if Tomsula didn’t look so forlorn standing on stage in the Niners’ auditorium, facing all those empty chairs. Maybe with a couple dozen radio, TV and press people, he’d give us the David Letterman routine. Instead, undoubtedly believing it would be absurd to waste his best material, Coach Jim, sticks to basics — name, rank, serial number.

“The execution,” Tomsula told us about last Sunday. “The fundamentals. Blocking up front. Tackling. Wrap-tackling. Just wrapping up when you tackle. You can’t do that.”

You shouldn’t do that, is what he meant. The 49ers did it, and Sunday against the Cleveland Browns, who had lost seven in a row, the Niners were losers, 24-10. Twenty-four hours later, with Tomsula and staff having studied the video, the Niners’ incompetence became no more or no less apparent. Yawn.

Blaine Gabbert, having taken over for Colin Kaepernick, who twice was sacked six times in games this season, against Cleveland was sacked nine times. “We missed an opportunity for ourselves,” said Tomsula. Only a coach would phrase it that way. An opportunity? To do what? Go to the Super Bowl?

Tomsula, the ultimate company man, was asked how, perhaps against all odds, the Niners could improve in their last three regularly scheduled games. McKay or Bill Walsh might have quipped, “Trade for the Carolina Panthers' offensive line,” but Coach Jim never would say anything like that. You wonder if he even thinks of anything like that.

“Well, to me,” said Tomsula, “the first thing is we try to make sure the same guy comes to work every day. We think our way through things, and we adjust what we feel we need to adjust. We (are) taking a look at where those things are and the heavy connections. And making sure that we have our young guys and older guys working together and finishing each other’s sentences.”

Better they finish each other’s blocks.

Are Warriors bigger than 49ers, Raiders?

By Art Spander

OAKLAND — This always was NFL territory. The 49ers were an original, created in 1946, the first major league team in the Bay Area, home grown, home owned.

The Raiders also began here, in 1960, and they put Oakland on the map and in the minds of a sporting public back east that previously didn’t know Jack London from Jack Spratt. If you lived in Oakland, or San Leandro, you no longer had to explain, “Near San Francisco.”

The Niners reinforced their standing as the region’s team of choice with five Super Bowl wins. The Raiders became as notorious as they were successful, and suddenly black became the color of choice.

So popular was football you’d see kids throwing and catching one in the parking lots before baseball games of the Giants and Athletics.

Has there been a shift in preference? When asked to rank the teams in order of importance, the decision was Niners first, Giants next, Raiders third, Warriors fourth, Athletics fifth and solely because hockey, as exciting as it might be, didn’t have the weather or conditions required, the Sharks sixth.

But now I wonder. Yes, the Niners finally won a road game Sunday, beating the Bears in Chicago, 26-20, thus keeping the Faithful faithful. And here in Oakland, after a morning rain, the Raiders drew 55,010 fans to O.co Coliseum, where, unfortunately, the team showed with a 34-20 loss to Kansas City that it’s not as good as hoped. 

Indeed, football is big. But bigger than the Warriors, the sports story of the late fall in Northern Cal — or maybe everywhere? With their remarkable season-opening win streak, now up to an NBA record 22, after they beat the Brooklyn Nets, 114-98, Sunday? With their wonderful talent named Steph Curry who, with apologies to Tom Brady or Cam Newton, may be the single most exciting athlete in the land, and unquestionably is the most exciting around here?

Yes, I was at O.Co Coliseum for the Raiders. I also watched the Niners, and I contended that despite the problems with Jed York, with Colin Kaepernick, with the departure of Jim Harbaugh, they still are worthy of the main headline. It was a losing debate. “You’re wrong,” said the Chronicle’s Ann Killion. “The Warriors are the team.”

Raider Nation still is very much with us. The Black Hole remains (although after Sunday‘s loss it’s as blue as the color of the Warriors’ road uniforms). Niner fans cling to the memories of Montana, Young, Rice and Lott, believing the past is prelude to the future. TV ratings for both 49ers and Raiders are solid. And yet...

The football teams are mediocre at best. The win over Chicago put the Niners at 4-8. The loss to the Chiefs — “The game got away from us,” said Oakland coach Jack Del Rio — left the Raiders at 5-7. Neither is going to the playoffs.

But, ah, the Warriors, perfection, 22-0. Never been done before. Ever. Historic. Fantastic. The defending NBA champions very well could win a second straight championship. The team of Oakland, San Francisco, San Jose, Milpitas and Marin. The Warriors resonate. But how much?

Basketball, like baseball and hockey, suffers from a multiplicity of games. Right now, certainly, each Warriors game has a place of its own, as anxious fans wonder if the next one will be the one they finally, inevitably lose. This is rare. This is wonderful. This is keeping us attentive.

This is transforming one of 82 into one of a kind, similar to what happens in the NFL. Each game has a special significance. The Raiders came into Sunday at 5-6, the Chiefs 6-5. A Raider victory would have changed the season for each team. We buy into that “Any given Sunday” idea because, yes, any given Sunday, or Monday or Thursday, does have an effect on a team, on a season.

So you heard Del Rio, after the Raiders squandered their lead by allowing KC three touchdowns on a combination of Derek Carr interceptions and long returns, say, “Tough way to finish. Promising afternoon. It just got away from us.”

He meant the game. We could also interpret it to mean the season. “The last four drives,” sighed Del Rio, “were three turnovers and a missed field goal.”

Those descriptions also apply in basketball. The missed field goals and turnovers by the Warriors didn’t hurt them. For the opening five weeks and 22 games of the 2015-16 season, nothing has hurt them.

They have become the darlings of pro basketball, the darlings of the Bay Area. But are they bigger than the 49ers or Raiders? Easier to say how many angels can dance on the head of a pin.