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Originally Posted by Naptown Chief
I wasn't even a tadpole in my dad's nutsack. I really feel for you older guys, not that I don't have my own "fond" memories..
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I was eight years old for Super Bowl I and remember watching it with my dad. I clearly remember the day of Super Bowl IV. It was a real cold day like today with snow on the ground here in KC. I watched the game with my dad, and he was whooping and hollering afterwards because he was so happy. I went down to the lake at the end of our street and played hockey with some of the neighborhood kids, and we were all excited that the Chiefs won. Then came the playoff loss to Miami in 71 and it all went dark for a long long long time. My dad passed a week after the 2011 loss to Baltimore in the playoffs at Arrowhead. He never got to see them in the Super Bowl again.
We got close last year. Sure hope this year is our year. I'm 60 now. Don't have another 50 years to get this close again.