Live from Southern California. This is the Jim Rome Show.

And I'm just going to take this opportunity to Gronk, Spike the Ball ball right off the top because this gambling game is

hard dog it is and five and no know, can be 1 and 4 a week around the corner.

But for right now it is sweet.

Yo, it is sweet, it feels so good, it feels glorious. In other words what I'm feeling in this very moment is the

complete and total opposite feeling from what the Cowboys and cowboy fan are feeling in this very moment.

How about them Cowboys?

No, I mean seriously.

How about them Cowboys?

What the hell happened to those scrubs? It's almost like

Kyle Jr. lobster, Shanahan, is the actual owner of the Cowboys franchise instead of that wacky old man who once again

was nowhere to be found after that utter humiliation in prime time.

I'm sure he'll make it to the airwave soon enough and come up with some nonsense as to what happened, but nowhere to be found last night.

I mean, come on, Cherra. Where was your impromptu presser when we had to have it?

Where was your spontaneous media gaggle to explain what happened in your big measuring stick game. If that was a measuring stick,

gera, then you just got kicked in your old man stick,

gera. Because if the Niners are man's stick, Jara.

Because if the Niners are the measuring stick,

you sure as hell don't measure up at all.

Because alleged contenders do not get their asses curbs dumped the way you did in a game that you

all admitted you had to have. We heard it all week long. One thing to lose to the Niners, that's not surprising at all.

They own you. That happens all the time. But to get hammered and

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