We love the Kansas City Chiefs. They don’t love us.
The players don’t know us or care. They never did. The out-of-town owner probably thinks, “How can I move this team to a better city? But why move as long as these hicks keep buying tickets and jerseys to watch and honor a terrible team. Might as well take the rubes money.”
The General Manger won’t even speak to you on the radio or TV period.
He thinks you and everyone else here is beneath him.
The head coach has just a bit more education than his 5th grade educated players.
I mean that by the way.
And for the love of God, please don’t let Jamaal Charles ever interview again. He can’t get through one sentence without a major speaking error. MAJOR.
When will it be enough?
So do what I do; watch them on TV. Enjoy their being awfu. And maybe, just maybe, make a buck or two by betting against them almost weekly. It will make you feel GREAT.
Yes, there was a time when the players were part of this city. The Ted McNights, and the Priest Holmes types. No more. This is just a payday and ego blaster for nearly 100% of the team. When it’s over, they all MOVE AWAY.
Sure there are a couple guys who stay like Bill Maas, Tim Grunhard and old school players like Len Dawson and Otis Taylor.
Yesterday they fired Romeo Crennel. Shocker. But I don’t really give a crap because Clark Hunt seems to be keeping loser Scott Pioli.
Harley would make a better general manager and I mean it.
Scott is a national joke, He came here to a 2-14 team and its still a 2-14 team. Nice.
He’s drafted all losers or close to it. Talented guy, huh? he takes credit for Tom Brady, like a million other guys have. His speaking skills are just above those of Jamaal Charles, maybe 6th grade.
This column is meant to be mean as hell, because this joke of a city’s proud organization has earned it. And I’m proud I was THE first guy in the media to start calling them a joke, going back to the benching of Rich Gannon. They have stunk ever since.
Know this sports fans, there are no more team managers on the field, unless their name is Manning. It takes a quarterback to receiver combination to make it all work. When was the last time we had that twosome?
I’ll tell you Len Dawson to Otis Taylor 1972. Forty plus years ago. End of story.
By the way, without their uniforms on they wouldn’t speak to you or you to them.
End of story about your beloved Chiefs.