I lost religion in 1972. I was nine years old and my parents made me go to church, and I had to ride home on the church bus. I would never get home until the first quarter of the Chiefs game was over, and sometimes even missed an entire half. I decided that I could not worship a god who would let that happen.
These days, I'm starting to rethink it, though.
My past posts echo through the hallowed halls of Chiefsplanet.