It's been 20 years since I, or anybody else, has seen the Kansas City Chiefs win a playoff game.
In that game, the Chiefs featured two Hall of Famers in the backfield and beat a now defunct franchise. They moved onto the AFC Championship Game for the first time since 1969, sending Kansas City into a blaze of glory and Houston into a despair that would result in a moved team and shattered dreams.
Since that afternoon, we have been let down more times than anyone would like to recount. I was five years old and in kindergarten when Joe Cool led the charge deep in the heart of Texas. Now, I'm 25 and a college graduate with a townhouse, still waiting to see a playoff win I can truly appreciate.
All the pain in between then and now begs the question, why would any sane person continue to pull for an ever-changing group of men who never change in letting you down? Hell if I know, I'm just a sportswriter, not a psychiatrist.
What I do know is I love the Chiefs. I have since I can remember, and I always will. No amount of disappointment will ever dissuade me from rooting for the arrowheads affixed on either side of those shiny red helmets.
Ultimately, I believe most of us root for this team because it draws us closer to someone we share the game with. It's an uncommon bond, forged at Arrowhead Stadium and across the nation through TV sets and frosty mugs.
For me, that person is my Dad. Although we don't live together anymore, I always drive back to my parent's house every Sunday. It's just what we do, who we are.
On Saturday afternoon, the Chiefs will take the field with vengeance in their hearts in hopes of writing some good history for the first time in two decades. While this group is surely not responsible for the losses of previous teams, they are aware of them.
Perhaps the mental burden would crush a lesser team, but not this one. This group is a collection of uncommon men, brought closer together through the unspeakable tragedy involving Jovan Belcher last year. If they could make it through that living hell, they can certainly shoulder a little history.
This team has come so far, but has work to do if it wants to be remembered as different, special.
In 1967, Vince Lombardi, famous coach of the Green Bay Packers, spoke to his players before their divisional playoff game against the Los Angeles Rams. He quoted St. Paul, imploring his team to summon its old bones for one last championship run. The quote is as follows:
"Don't you know, that while all the runners in the stadium are in a race, only one wins the prize, so run to win."
The Packers went on to upset the Rams before winning the NFL Championship in the Ice Bowl over the Dallas Cowboys. In Super Bowl II and Lombardi's final game as Packers coach, they won 33-14 over the Oakland Raiders.
It's been 20 years Kansas City. Run to win.