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Montana. I was 15, and didnt really give a shit about any sport. My uncle sat me down and said I needed to be watching football, and the chiefs, because we now has the greatest qb of all time.
So he taught me the game, and I got hooked.
The OT game against the Steelers had my nerves shot, shaming Buddy Ryan in his own house, and going to the AFC title game.
Then 13:25 in the third happened. Talley and Smith bounce Joe's head off the Astroturf and our hopes rested on Dave Kreig. Lost 30-13.
25 years later, I'm 40 years old and just about a week ago finally saw my Chiefs win a home playoff game.
Jesus. 25 years.
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She did not open her eyes this morning. I don't know what else to say.
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