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I was born in Kansas City, but spent a good amount of time in Wisconsin during the summers growing up. The first stadium I ever set foot in was Lambeau. Preseason game, but still. And every Christmas, my family up in Green Bay would send me a Packers t-shirt, sweatshirt, flag, whatever to try and convert me. Additionally I lived in Wisconsin for a good part of my twenties.
But no, for some reason my 5 year old self chose to be a Chiefs' fan. Carl and Marty rolled into town with Derrick Thomas and I was hooked. I will admit though, I had a fair amount of expletives aimed at that naive younger self as I sat in a bar in Madison and watched the Packers win their latest title.
My significant other has told me "Well, the Packers really are your team too."
No. No, they're not. I have an affection for the Packers. I like to watch them and I hope they do well. But their Superbowl win wasn't mine. I want mine. And when the Chiefs do finally get one, it will be the greatest single moment of sports fandom because I sat through the crap to see it through. Which makes me loyal, stupid or both.
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“We want players who are big, strong, smart, fast, tough and disciplined,” Pioli said, finally bringing an end to the era of Chiefs executives who searched desperately for players who are small, weak, stupid, slow, fragile and unruly.
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