Jed York still doesn’t get it.
All he had to do after firing his third head coach in three years, plus his general manager, was show humility. Say something like: “Look, Chip Kelly and Trent Baalke weren’t the problem. Jim Tomsula wasn’t the problem. I’m the problem. My ego is the problem. I think I know more than I do, I think I know football but I don’t and that’s why I keep hiring the wrong people. That’s why I alienated Jim Harbaugh. That’s why the 49ers are a national joke.
“But now I know what I have to do, and I know what I don’t know. I need guidance. So, before I hire the new GM and head coach, I will consult with Steve Young, Ronnie Lott, Brent Jones, Joe Montana, Jerry Rice, Jeff Garcia, Mike Holmgren and George Seifert. The greats of 49ers history. I’m sorry I didn’t do this before. Please forgive me.”
York didn’t say that. Instead, he acted more arrogant than ever. He actually wanted credit for learning things. He repeatedly said he learned the Niners need a new “culture,” as if he even knows what football culture is. As if he’s not the one poisoning the culture in the first place.
York also said he learned a general manager and head coach have to like each other and work together. Give the man a freaking medal.
Or don’t. Because the very next day, York reportedly scheduled several interviews with potential head coaches, which means York has learned nothing.
An owner first needs to hire a GM, and then let the GM interview head-coaching candidates of his choosing. And the new head coach needs his own quarterback, the most important position on every football team.
The holy trinity of football — GM, head coach, quarterback. Cue the Angels’ Choir.
There is an order to these things. If York messes up the order, he creates a problem. He’s already creating a problem. He is the problem.
What good head coach will come to the 49ers if he doesn’t know whom the GM will be? And what good GM will come to the 49ers if can’t vet and hire his own head coach? No qualified personnel executive will leave the fertile grounds of New England or Green Bay or Seattle to come to the scorched earth of Santa Clara just to be the new head coach’s butler.
York is clueless. He doesn’t understand the process. Let me fill him in.
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