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Atlanta sucks and are a bunch of chokers.
As well, Gonzalez will be burdened with much remorse and longing in his return to Kansas City, and will secretly meet with the Chiefs coaching staff at an undisclosed KC BBQ joint, giving them Atlanta's playbook that he wrote in succulent BBQ sauce on a napkin.
Or, in channeling the ghost of Hank Stram, Daboll goes retro and plays the wishbone with Charles, Hillis and McCluster the whole game. Not remotely knowing how to defend such a formation, Atlanta's defense crumbles and the Chiefs set a single game NFL rushing record.
Or, Cassel and McCluster form a symbiotic, telepathic bond, enabling them to be one single, fabulous football entity, perfectly timing every single route, providing the Chiefs offense with first down after first down, not punting once in the game, and dominating the clock and scoreboard.
Or, Matt Ryan's head falls off right before the coin flip.
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