My friend Raptor is a huge 49ers fan. He must have been devastated by their loss to Baltimore on Sunday. I saw him today, mentioned that I'd heard his team had lost, and he said, "I don't want to talk about it."

He has a little stuffed 49ers bear...I think it's a Beanie Baby. It was lying comatose on a nearby counter top, staring at the ceiling with glazed eyes, obviously in a state of shock.

I tried to get the bear to talk about the game too, and got no response at all.

The 49ers football helmet thingie that holds chips and dip which you can eat while you watch the game sat forlornly on the counter. It was empty.

The 49ers flag that normally flies proudly in the front yard is now at halfmast.

The several 49ers 6" tall action figures of famous players on top of the TV all had their faces turned to the wall.

Why someone living in Ontario, Canada would be a 49ers fan, I don't know. It puzzles me. I don't get it. But then, I know very little about football. I'm sure Raptor has his reasons for loving that team, and I trust he will recover soon and pin his hopes on their chances in the next season.