I want you to know I apologize. I apologize for everything.

Here’s the deal. Several readers have demanded I apologize to Trent Baalke, Alex Smith and Jim Harbaugh for doubting them, although I don’t think I doubted Harbaugh. They demand I apologize for criticizing them, etc.

Why Baalke and the others need an apology from me I don’t know. But OK, I apologize.

And while I’m apologizing to them I want to apologize to my third grade teacher Mrs. Abbey for not doing my homework one day.

I apologize to my wife for never fixing the handle on the crank on the bedroom window.

I apologize to Iggy for the crummy athletic genes he inherited from me which kept him from being a better hitter in high school.

I apologize to my stepson Brian for the crummy bottle of wine I served the other night.

I apologize to my mom for that one time I didn’t take out the garbage.

I apologize to my dad for when I wrote with Crayon on the wall when I was about eight.

Hey, I apologize for everything.

I hope this makes the Niners feel better and play better. And I hope it makes you feel better too.