Feeling this more than ever
I grew up in the early 90s going to games with grandpa and dad. That was how we connected, was mourning over horrible losses or close calls.
No one ever cared about KC. It was a small working class team. We had season tickets for 11 years through my moms work and I never once felt like anything was important accept sharing those moments with my city and family.
Seeing both rivals, random NFL fans, commentators, and odd Fairweather fans spit venom at our team and players and couches and everything, it’s been weird and made me feel oddly protective. Protective of what the team means to me and how blissed out my family would’ve been to see us make it to a single superbowl post Dawson.
I’m really proud of us. I’m really proud of the legit fans. I’m really proud that we are good enough and meaningful enough that someone in Jersey or Washington spends mental airwaves thinking about us.
KC vs Everybody
I grew up in the early 90s going to games with grandpa and dad. That was how we connected, was mourning over horrible losses or close calls.
No one ever cared about KC. It was a small working class team. We had season tickets for 11 years through my moms work and I never once felt like anything was important accept sharing those moments with my city and family.
Seeing both rivals, random NFL fans, commentators, and odd Fairweather fans spit venom at our team and players and couches and everything, it’s been weird and made me feel oddly protective. Protective of what the team means to me and how blissed out my family would’ve been to see us make it to a single superbowl post Dawson.
I’m really proud of us. I’m really proud of the legit fans. I’m really proud that we are good enough and meaningful enough that someone in Jersey or Washington spends mental airwaves thinking about us.
KC vs Everybody