Everybody Laughed at the 49ers for Taking De'Zhaun Stribling. It Is the 49ers Doing the Laughing Now
Draft night was a pile-on. The grades were bad, the takes were worse, and the same people who called this a reach have spent all summer watching the kid torch our own defence and then do it again under stadium lights.

I want everybody who dunked on this pick to sit still for a minute, because I've been waiting all summer for this and I'm not going to be gracious about it. Draft night, the second the 49ers turned the card in for De'Zhaun Stribling, the whole internet went off. Reach. Panic pick. Value left on the board. Grades in the C range from people who had never watched a full game of his and were reading off a board somebody else made. I sat there getting texts from friends who root for other teams, all of them some version of "lol." Fine. Great. Hope you enjoyed it.
Because here's where we're in the middle of August. That kid has been the single best story of this training camp, and it hasn't been close. What he did in camp wasn't a one-day flash and it never turned into one. He strung good day onto good day onto good day against a secondary that isn't exactly a JV squad, and by the second week the reps he was winning stopped getting the rookie qualifier attached to them. The chemistry with Brock Purdy showed up early and then just kept deepening, which is the part that actually matters, because quarterbacks don't throw back-shoulder balls to guys they aren't sure about.
And then the lights came on and he did it in a real stadium in front of real people. In the preseason opener against Tennessee: seven catches, 63 yards, and a 32-yard grab on third-and-five with the drive dying. That isn't a padded stat line against fourth-stringers in garbage time. That's a receiver being the reason a possession stayed alive. Seven targets, seven answers. The hands, the routes, the fact that he's somehow always open, all the stuff we had been yelling about for three weeks travelled straight from the practice field to an actual game without losing anything on the way.
So what exactly was the reach? Explain it to me. Because from where I'm sitting the "reach" is a 22-year-old who came into a receiver room stacked with veterans, took reps from people making real money, and is now the most likely candidate on this roster to be a Week 1 starter. Rooms don't hand out jobs out of politeness. He isn't getting these looks because the depth chart is empty, it's the opposite. Mike Evans is in the building. Christian Kirk is here. Losing Ricky Pearsall for the season took the receiver room's worst news of the summer and the room didn't collapse, and a big reason it didn't collapse is standing there in a rookie jersey catching everything thrown near him.
I know exactly why the take existed, by the way. The draft-industrial complex is built on consensus boards, and consensus boards are built on other people's consensus boards, and the second a team picks a guy fifteen spots before the internet agreed he should go, the algorithm spits out "reach" whether the player is good or not. Nobody grading picks that night was grading the player. They were grading how closely the 49ers agreed with a spreadsheet. That isn't analysis. That's a group project where everybody copied the same homework.
And look, I'm the last person who hands this front office free credit. I've spent years watching this organisation find creative new ways to make me insane, and I'll be first in line the next time they whiff. But this one they got right, and they got it right by trusting their own eyes instead of the board everybody else was reading off. That deserves to be said out loud, especially in a summer where the injury list has been the running theme and good news has been rationed.
The only thing left to do now is the part that scares me, which is the part where we ask him to do it in games that count. Preseason is preseason. Camp is camp. September is a different animal, the schedule opens on the other side of the planet, and this league has humbled a hundred August legends. I'm not putting him in Canton. I'm saying the argument has flipped completely: it's no longer "can he make the roster," it's "how do you possibly keep him off the field." That's a full 180 from where the national conversation had him in April.
So enjoy the quiet, everybody. The grades are still up on the internet with a C next to them, and the guy those grades were about is the best rookie receiver I've watched in this uniform in years. Reach. Sure. Keep laughing. The rest of our coverage is on the 49ers hub.
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