Mile High Report
Sunday night felt like a funeral and it was delicious.
Is there anything better than the tears that are shed over the decline of the Kansas City Chiefs?
I know it’s going to be tough for the national media to shift gears and discuss teams that aren’t the Chiefs. A decade of lazy prognostication now gives way to an era where talent matters and Taylor Swift does not.
My sympathies are also with the officials. Nobody loves to put their thumb on the scale for an emotionally pouty quarterback more than the officials. Let’s give them some space while they reconcile their expectations with the reality that they’re no better than the Miami Dolphins.
The Chiefs act is old. From Jackson Mahomes who magicly disappeared once he started having consent issues with restautant waitstaff to their kicker who may need to soon rely on his wife’s income due to his sudden inability to kick a ball between two posts. The Chiefs nonsense is tired and it’s a delight watching them surf the toilet bowl as they swirl the drain.
…and take those stupid State Farm commercials and the Kelce family in entirety with you.
Oh hey, and one more thing… Broncos aren’t just sitting atop the AFC and the AFC West, but they presently have the best record in football. Yes, a record that is even better than that of the Kansas City Chiefs.
