Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window) SANTA CLARA, Calif. — Me to Richard Sherman at his locker Sunday night, post-drubbing-of-the-Packers: “So the next two weeks, back East, you’ve got these two mega-games—” “Not to us,” he said quickly. “We don’t care if we’re playing on the moon. And we don’t care who we’re playing. We had a tough game against Tampa, who moved it on us in the heat. We had a frickin’ monsoon game in Washington. We don’t care. We play as hard as we can, as fast as we can, and let the chips fall.” Next Sunday: San Francisco (10-1) at Baltimore (8-2, at Rams tonight). The following Sunday: San Francisco at New Orleans (9-2). In the past eight days, I watched the Ravens beat Houston by 34. Baltimore’s the best team, I thought. I watched the Niners beat Green Bay 37-8. Maybe that’s the best team, I thought. New England’s an odd great team, but 10-1 is 10-1. Who cares who’s best in Thanksgiving Week? The Patriots are steaming toward…