My earliest memory of a Chiefs game.

Moved to the KC area in the mid-1970s. Grew up rooting for the hometown Chiefs and Royals.

I was a Raiders fan when I was young, God dont ask my why but I was. I went to a game at Arrowhead and it was like coming to Christ as I was overcame with emotion I actually wept.

So how do we know you won't flip flop back to the Raiders again?

I moved here from the Milwaukee Area in 1989 when I was in Middle School. It was neat to live so close to a big city with pro sports. I lived closer to Kansas City in Missouri than when I lived in Wisconsin to Milwaukee. I was a real fan for some time. Then I became a fan only when they won. Over the past few years I have lost most of the interest that I once had. I did not like many of the decisions that were made by Chief's Management. The same goes with the Royals. Only with the Royals I went from being a fan to no longer being one. This was also due to bad decision making by management. I still live in the area though. I mainly come here for that reason. I am still a baseball fan though. It is real nice to see the Milwaukee Brewers start off with five straight wins and without any losses yet.

I became a Chief's fan because of my father, who has been a Chiefs fan since the AFL days. I have been a Chief's since I was a kid because of him, there are not many other Chief's fans in New Jersey.

The first time I saw Christian Okoye run over any one in his path with Neil Smith and Derrick Thomas killing QBs

I was 8 years old

I grew up in Ohio. My brothers were Browns fans. My Dad was originally a Browns fan until Modell fired Paul Brown and then he started to follow the Bengals. I was 10 years old and the Chiefs were playing the Vikings in the Super Bowl. Well at that age you had to pick a team to win. I chose the Chiefs and they won. I proclaimed that they were my favorite team. My brothers made fun of me and called me a "fair weather fan", the rest is history. 36 years of fighting to see the Chiefs back at that damn Super Bowl. It's gonna be the biggest ****in party ever when they get back and my brothers are invited.

I was born that way. Thanks Dad.

Went to my first game when I was but an infant. Thanks Dad.

After a beating at the hands of the Buccaneers I believe, I inquired as to why follow a team that loses so much. "Because they are YOUR losers, son." Thanks Dad.

Went to the Chiefs-Broncos and Chiefs-Raiders game every year at Arrowhead before I moved from the area. I can remember it being empty in Arrowhead. I could literally jump up and down the rows without disturbing anyone. Dad did it so I could learn to HATE both teams as much as he did. Thanks Dad.

When I collected football cards, the Chiefs cards were never to be left in the stack with the rest of the cards. They were special. Thanks Dad.

After I moved from the area, I was picked on by kids in the places I lived (Indiana, Texas, Colorado) for my Chiefs jacket. Dad told me to wear it every day anyway, even when it's hot, just to piss them off, just to show them how much I love my team. Thanks Dad.

I'm a Chiefs fan by blood, not relation, ya'll be chasin', I replace them...HUH?!

Was a kid, and I just happened to be listening to the radio broadcast of the game in '88 when Frank Ganz decided to go for it on 4th down to win the game against the Jets at Arrowhead. Got hooked at that point and never looked back since...

It was the team my family rooted for being from Kansas.

When my aunt got married to a denver fan, we just happened to be visiting them in Denver- and my newest uncle had Tickets for us to go Watch the MNF Elway VS Montana in the old Pile High - What can I say... Montana Magic!

My Wife's side have been Chiefs fans since they moved here from dallas, and her grandpa loves to tell me stories about his visits to Municipal stadium. Her Great Grandmother use to make the Chiefs Cheerleaders outfits when they were still dressing SOMEWHAT modestly - the Classic Cheerleader with a sweater look

Born and raised in KC. So born a Chiefs, Royals and Kings (Not since they moved to Sacremento)fan.

I caught footage of this young man named Mark Castle, and was entranced with his sublime physical comedic skills. Reminiscent of a Buster Keeton in his prime. I've been hooked ever since.

Born and raised near Harrisburg, PA.

I was 7, and DT was drafted from Alabama.

I said "That is my team" and have been a diehard ever since.