Crystal LoGiudice-USA TODAY Sports
Happy Valentine's Day, Kansas City Chiefs fans. This is a day of love (and overpriced flowers) so I will tell you all the things I love about being a part of the Chiefs kingdom. Read on and enjoy.
Like many of you, I didn't choose to be a Chiefs fan. I was born into it.
I have been trained to love this team unconditionally, which can be (and certainly has been) dangerous to my health.
I remember the good 'ol days.
Back when we were on top of the world.
When it didn't matter if you were a Hall of Fame QB. You walked into Arrowhead, you lost.
We tailgate together.
Dress up together.
Crack jokes together.
Some jokes better than others (...ohh, that's Dick Vermeil).
Paint our heads together.
Become mesmerized together.
I've been lonely even though I've been with you, Chiefs.
I've been told to never forget.
And believe me, I won't.
I won't forget our stars in Kansas City.
Even those who aren't really stars at all.
That's why we've been called loyal to a fault.
Still. That's better than being a Broncos fan.
Or a Chargers fan. (Note : Could not find picture of a real life Chargers fan.)
The Raiders ... well, they're just sad.
Not just in football. But in life.
The lowest moments in my life have been because of you, Chiefs.
But so have the best. Sometimes, even in the same season.
The price of loyalty has been never seeing a championship. At least not in my lifetime.
Catch me on a day like this and I'll tell you that's OK.
My Valentine's Day request to you is to help raise the next generation of Chiefs fans.
So that they too can know what it feels like to be anxious, elated, disappointed, nervous, scared, frustrated and exhausted in a span of three hours inside a bowl with 70,000 other screaming fans.
Did I mention disappointed?
I meant excited. AHHHHH!!!!!!!