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My first Chiefs game was the first year of Arrowhead at the very beginning of The Great Suck. My dad worked in the booth as a spotter, so I had lots of autographs of the fading greats, and an understanding of their achievements but no actual memories of them. I fear becoming spoiled of the greatness I have witnessed and will endeavor to see the positive, which is not always easy when you have been witness to Wiggin, Bettis, Gansz, Gunther, Haley, Crennel et al.
Salad Days indeed...
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