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.
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"True bliss is not something you search for, true bliss is already living inside us all, and sometimes it takes a roomfull of others to lead us to the mirror of your soul." - CosmicPal (10-3-03)  
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