My favorite team of all time is without a doubt the 1994 San Francisco 49ers.
This team had it all. They had a left-handed quarterback, that is a relative of Brigham Young for Pete's sake.
Young was throwing to, arguably, the greatest receiver of all-time, in Jerry Rice. And opposite Rice was the great John Taylor.
Not only that, Young had a pretty good tight-end to throw to in Brent Jones.
People used to say that he ran like a deer, I'm still not sure if they were talking about Rice or Jones.
Oh, and did they have a great backfield. William Floyd was a complete bruiser, and Ricky Watters was a joy to watch on the field.
And the defense, oh, the defense. They had a linebacker that was the son of a former boxing heavy-weight champion in Ken Norton Jr.
More importantly, they had another linebacker in Gary Plummer whose mustache alone could bench press 225-lbs, 35 times.
The defensive line was anchored by one Dana Stubblefield, and the untiring Bryant Young.
Even the secondary was top notch, thanks to the wheeling-and-dealing of Eddie DeBartolo. Deion Sanders shut down half of the field when he played. And Merton Hanks, well, it was worth watching just to see him do the Hanky-Panky.
For those reasons, the 1994-95 San Francisco 49ers were the greatest team ever assembled, at least in my opinion.