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Originally Posted by Easy 6
What was the crowd around you like, George?
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Just got home about 20 minutes ago, plane was three hours late. Jesus, I couldn't be a traveling salesman, airports and A-holes on airplanes would make me kill. Had some Johnson County douche and his wife in front of me. He pushed his seat back as far as it would go while we were taxi-ing for takeoff. And he squirmed around the whole way like a four year old, and he had a cold and kept barking like a seal and didn't cover his mouth when he coughed. Total f'ing douche.
Anyway...what was the crowd like? We had 3rd row seats behind the Chiefs bench at about the 45 yard line. There was a huge dude sitting a couple rows behind us that got there early. He was wearing Pats gear, but he was originally from KC and went to Ft. Osage HS. My wife taught in Ft. Osage schools, but not high school. He lives out there now and his two favorite teams are the Pats and Chiefs. I had two Chiefs fans from Boston seated next to my left -transplants for work, moved from KC to New England. Behind us were some drunken Pats douche bags, who kept screaming ****IN KILL MAHOMES and other filthy stuff well within earshot of kids and such. Security was basically non-existent, because the benches are around 15 yards from the fans. Their total security set up was pitiful compared to Arrowhead. If you stand up and yell F-YOU at Arrowhead, you'll be escorted out and may lose your season tickets for that kind of conduct. They booed their team off the field at halftime. In the final two minutes they were chanting BRAAAADY like they were calling for the Messiah. When he failed to deliver, they all started blaming everything but Brady, mostly the refs. They didn't process being on the negative end of a bad call, because they rarely are. It was like they didn't give any credit to the Chiefs for playing them tough; it was the refs gifted the game to KC. Many pissed off fans leaving their toilet bowl stadium to fight each other to get on I-95. Took about an hour and a half to get from Foxboro back to Downtown Boston, and our driver was a New England lifer who knew all the short cuts. Total cluster F getting out of the stadium. Attached pic of Mrs B and Me right after the game.