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Wednesday, February 11, 2015

stevo's favorite team-o-meter

"I took two weeks vacation
For the honeymoon.
A couple tickets, all inclusive
Down in Cancun.

I couldn't get my money back,
So I'm in Seat 7A.
(Pause).
I'm getting drunk on a plane!

I bet the fella on the aisle
Thought I was crazy,
Because I taped your picture to the seatback
Right beside me.

Now I've got empty mini-bottles
Filling both our trays.
(Pause).
I'm getting drunk on a plane!

Buying drinks for everybody,
But the pilot -- it's a party!
Got the Seven Thirty Seven?
Rockin' like a G6!

Stewardess is something sexy!
Leanin', pourin' Coke and whiskey!
Told her 'bout my condition;
Got a lil' mile high flight attention!

It's Mardi Gras!
Up in the clouds!
I'm up so high?
I may never come down!

I'll try anything
To drown out the pain!
They all know why
I'm getting drunk on a plane!"

-- "Drunk On a Plane" by Dierks Bentley.  What?  I like the song, dammit!

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Allow me to apologize up front for the fact that this is only the second post of the year.  In my defense, my professional life has been swamped.  Also, there may or may not be a “Fake Mailbag” just about done, to post in the next few days, and those always take me a bit of time to compose.

(Pause).

Fine, there is a “Fake Mailbag” just about done.  It’s one of the “fake questions” from you “real readers”, that inspires tonight’s post, as the response was too long to shove into a larger post.

* “Where do the 2014 Royals rank on the Stevo Favorite Team-o-Meter?” – Jasson W, Shawnee.

Well I’m glad you asked sir!  Because I have given this some thought.  And so, I figured I’d post my 27 favorite teams / seasons of all time.

There are only two caveats to this listing:

(1) The season has to matter, not a single event.  For instance, Kenny Brack winning the Indy 500 in 1999 is still my favorite moment in Indy history.  But outside of the 500, Mr. Brack did not have a great 1999 season, so it isn’t included.  Ditto Phil Mickelson winning the 2010 Masters (which was one of the funnest Sunday of my last six, seven years).  The Masters was the only (hootie johnson voice) toonumunt Phil won that year.  His 2010 season ain’t making this list.

And

(2) The number one team in this ranking is locked in, save for one potential future team.  And sadly, the number one team on this list cannot be knocked out of its perch in the 2015 calendar year, and it’s highly unlikely to be knocked out in the 2016 calendar year, as well.

For the record, 2 of the picks, are from NASCAR, and none are from the PGA Tour.  The one honorable mention, is from IndyCar.  The other 25 pull from the Major Four sports, at either the collegiate or professional level.

Let’s do this.

* HM: 2005 Dan Wheldon (IRL).

Results: 2005 Indy 500 Champion (note: this is a biggie with me, and if you want to start shouting “f*cking hypocrite!” at me right now for claiming this post emphasizes the entirety of a season, versus a moment of said season, feel free … but you’d be wrong, as much as you’d be right), 2005 IRL Champion. 

Reason: the single most dominant open wheel season of my lifetime.  Dan Wheldon won 6 of the 17 IRL events staged in 2005 (which was the first year the IRL had road course tracks).  He won 4 of the first 5, on every type of track used – a NASCAR sanctioned oval, a street race, and a traditional road course.  The points race was effectively over after Indy … and there were still 12 races to go!

And oh yeah – Indy.  My God, the 2005 Indy 500.

2006?  Was better in terms of quality, in terms of the shootout to the finish (3 lead changes in the final five laps, two of which involved an Andretti), and if I’m being honest, even if Dusty and I never speak again in this lifetime?  We’ll always have that 2006 500.

But 2005?  2005 was a game-changer.

Because Dan Wheldon?  Was bigger than the moment.

He OWNED the moment.

Yes, I chose as “the honorable mention”, the 2005 season the late, great Mr. Wheldon put up, because it was great.  But all I can say, is that if you were there at Indy that magical final Sunday in May ten years ago?  You know the pressure Dan Wheldon was under.  NOBODY was rooting for him.  That place was 300,000 plus crazed, delusional fans all pulling for a chica to win motorsports’ greatest prize.  Even me – and my favorite driver of all time (Kenny Brack) was making his final start, and the guy I was rooting like mad for to win (Sebastien Bourdais), even I was texting The Voice of Reason “does she have the fuel to make it?”  If you were there that day, you have to be honest: there was NOBODY in that heaven on earth at 16th and Georgetown, cheering for anyone other than Danica, on the restart on lap 189.

And when Danica passed him on the restart?  I’ll put it this way: I’ve been blessed enough in life to witness many amazing moments.  (Some of which are gonna be mentioned below.)  I have NEVER heard a louder crowd roar in my life, than when Danica took the lead on that restart.  300,000 plus people losing their collective minds at the same time.  Or as Al Michaels so perfectly put it in “the Miracle on Ice” game: “now?  You’ve got bedlam!”

Dan Wheldon somehow overcame that, and he overcame something even greater than the power of Danica that day: he overcame the Andretti Curse, handing his owner (Michael Andretti) his first ever 500 victory.

Sadly, tragically, Mr. Wheldon passed away three years ago, in a wreck in the season finale at Vegas that I was watching with my buddy Gus at the old Wild Wings on 350.  You take a look at Mr. Wheldon’s deadly crash, then compare it to the one my favorite driver somehow survived, eight years earlier.  In both cases, I cried fearing the guy I was rooting for was dead.  Sadly, in one case, it was true.

* 27. 2010 Kansas City Chiefs.

Result: 10-6, AFC West Division Champions, L Wildcard Roundt o Ravens (7-30).

Reason: Because it was the one bright, shining moment in six years of utter darkness.  The 2007-2009 Chiefs went 10-38; the 2011-2012 Chiefs went 9-23.  19-61 outside of these sixteen games, that resulted in a wholly satisfying division title, home game, and for one brief moment, the Scott Pioli Error was relevant for something other than candy wrappers and Jovan Belcher.

* 26. 2003 Kansas Jayhawk Football.

Result: 6-7, L Tangerine Bowl to NC State 26-56.

Reason: where to begin?  The season opening loss to Northwestern in a monsoon, when KU was stopped at the goalline as time expired?  The gigantic upset of Missouri to close out September?  The victory over Iowa State to close the season, that saw the student body rush the field, and chuck those goalposts into the lake, as KU clinched a bowl berth for the first time in nearly a decade?  Or all of the above?  In year two, Mark Mangino had just achieved more than Terry Allen did in six plus years before him: reach a bowl.  He’d do it three more times, before the floor felt out in 2009.

* 25. 1994 Kansas City Royals.

Result: 64-51 when the strike hit.

Reason: because for the first time in five years, the Royals entered August in decent shape to make the postseason.  Because they won 14 in a row at one point, including one of only two moments worth remembering between 1993 and 2014 (Bob Hamelin’s shot off Roberto Hernandez in the bottom of the 11th, to open the four game sweep of the White Sox, that got the Royals back in contention).  Because David Cone won the Cy Young Award.  Because The Hammer won the Rookie of the Year.  Because within a few months of the season ending, Jose Lind because forever known as Chico “No Pants” Lind, for wandering the side of a freeway naked from the waste down.  Because … because other than 2003, and possibly part of 2013, this was the only season of worth for us Royals fans, for twenty bleeping years.

* 24. 2011-2012 Kansas Jayhawks Basketball.

Result: Big XII Regular Season Champions, Midwest Regional Champions (defeated North Carolina 80-67), L National Championship Game to Kentucky (59-67).

Reason: the two final Missouri games?  Two epic games, in which the team with a gigantic ten plus point lead at the under four timeout, blew it?  The “bleep you!” attitude this team adopted after the loss in the Big XII Semis to Baylor, that culminated with beating Roy for a second time, to reach the Final Four?  The guts, the sheer guts and never quit mentality, that somehow survived Jared Sullinger and Aaron Craft and Ohio State in the Final Four, a 64-62 thugfest that deserves recognition as one of the most physical (and fun to watch) games of the decade?

Or the fact that 6 of the top 8 scorers from the team that crapped out against Northern Iowa, and crapped out against VCU, saw the replacements and backups march this team to heights, those teams could only imagine?

To say nothing of what Thomas Robinson became, barely a year after losing his grandma, his grandpa, and his mom, within three weeks of each other?

* 23. 1989 Kansas City Royals.

Result: 92-70, no postseason.

Reason: it’s the first true pennant run I remember.  (Sorry, but I don’t remember 1985 … or 1984 … and I sure as hell don’t remember 1981, 1980, 1978, or 1977, if I can’t recall 1985.)  The three best teams in baseball that year, resided in the same division – the A’s, the Angels, and the Royals.  All won 90 plus (99 for Oakland, 92 for KC, 91 for California).  All would have made the playoffs, under the current model (and man, would that have been one HELLUVA wildcard play-in game: Mark Langston vs Bret Saberhagen, the season on the line, between the two most deserving Cy Young candidates in the AL that year).  Or it could have been Rookie of the Year Jim Abbott, against the runner up Tom “Flash” Gordon.  Or it could have been two wily veterans, “Circle Me” Bert Blyleven vs Mark Gubicza.  Or, in a final nod of nostalgia to the mid 1980s, Mike Witt vs Charlie Liebrandt. 

There are very, very few things in life, I admit to being 100% wrong about my initial belief in.  Opposing the wildcard in MLB as it originally existed?  I was right.  But how could anyone oppose a one-game play in, a virtual playoff game, between the teams that finished with the 3rd and 4th best records in the game, in 1989, with pitching staffs that loaded, and offenses as potent as the Royals and Angels were?

MLB botched the initial wildcard setup.  They NAILED the current one.

(Oh, and if you doubt how deep and how talented every damned team in the AL West was in the late 80s / early 90s?  The Angels finished in dead last (7th place) in 1991 … at 81-81.)  The World Champs that year?  Your AL West Champion Minnesota Twins, at 95-67 … with an 8-4 postseason record as well.)

* 22. 2005 Tony Stewart (NASCAR).

Result: NASCAR Nextel Cup Champion, won 5 of 36 point races, including the 2005 Brickyard.  (Again: feel free to shout “bullsh*t!” at my claims, that moments don’t matter more than the entire body of work, for any of these choices.)

Reason: I was there.  I saw him outduel my favorite NASCAR driver over 160 laps, that magical August Sunday.  I saw him later that year at Kansas, en route to his second Cup title.  I’ve never seen an outpouring of support from a fanbase so ecstatic over a win, as I did in 2005, over the 20 (at the time) winning the Brickyard.

* 21. 2008-2009 Milwaukee BuKCs.

Result: 34-48, no postseason.

Reason: BuKCsteball happened.  And reading that link, I can't help but think, sweet merciful Jesus: how some people change forever, and not for better.

* 20. 2003 Kansas City Chiefs.

Result 13-3, AFC West Division Champions, L Divisional Round to Colts (31-38).

Reason: as hard as it is to believe, this might be the worst of the three best win-total Chiefs teams (the other two of which are still to appear in this list).  Having said that, there were so many memorable moments from 2003.  Dante Hall's forgotten return in Baltimore to beat the Ravens.  "Cut" Greg Wesley tackling tim brown at the six inch line to escape in oakland on a Monday night in late October.  Obliterating the Bills the following week on a Sunday night, to reach 8-0 at the bye.  The debacle in Cincinnati.  The surreal setting for tailgating before the Lions game (the United States forces in Iraq had captured Saddam Hussein that morning). 

But there's two moments that stand out, two Dante Hall returns that defined that season for me.  The first, everyone remembers: the punt return with barely eight to play, when Dante Hall single-handedly outfoxed and outran the entire donkeys special teams unit, to put the Chiefs up 24-23 in one of the most exciting, amazing, incredible games in this exciting, amazing, incredible rivalry with satan's squad.  It's the other one that drives me bananas.  Trailing 31-17 with a little under eight play, once again Dante Hall fielded a punt, and once again he took it to the house, to bring the Chiefs to within seven of the Colts in the playoff game.  I will argue until the day I die, the Chiefs should have onside kicked the kickoff.  They should have gambled right then (especially since the Colts wouldn't see it coming ... and for those of you who say "yeah, right", I remind you, the turning point of their Super Bowl defeat to the Saints, was the onside kick to open the second half, that the Colts had no idea was coming).  Instead, the Chiefs kick off, satan converts the 3rd and 6, and for all intents and purposes, the season was over.  (Both sides would score another touchdown, to get us to the final score.)

* 19. 1993 Kansas City Chiefs.

Result: 11-5, AFC West Division Champions, L AFC Championship Game to Bills (13-30).

Reason: the team's first division championship in 22 years.  Two epic Monday Nighters against two Hall of Fame quarterbacks (elway, Favre).  The blocked punt against the Steelers in the wildcard game, followed by Joe to Tim Barnett on 4th and goal to tie the game at 24.  Keith Cash giving Buddy Ryan the business, as Montana's elbow kept getting bigger, and bigger, and bigger.  And did I mention, first division championship in 22 years?

* 18. 2001-2002 Kansas Jayhawks Basketball.

Result: 33-4, Big XII Regular Season Champions, Midwest Regional Champions (defeating Oregon 104-86), L Final Four to Maryland (88-97).

Reason: one of the best Kansas teams of my lifetime.  They went 16-0 in the Big XII.  Of their four defeats, one was a fluke in the first game of the season (Ball State, in the Maui Invitational), one was to a team that reached the Sweet Sixteen (UCLA), and the other two were to teams that reached the Final Four (OU, Maryland).  The talent -- my God, was this roster loaded.  Collison, Gooden, Hinrich, Simien, Langford, Miles, Mikey Lee, the underrated Jeff Carey, and the original Stevo Man Crush*, Boschee! 

The second round, my single favorite KU game I have ever attended.  KU / Stanford.  I'll never forget that Saturday as long as I live.  Cold, rainy -- and full of fear.  The Voice of Reason and I managed to scalp a couple for $50 each ... in the Kentucky section.  (Kentucky / Tulsa was the opening act.)  Blue cheering for Blue.  The decent UK fans offering us something to liven up our non-adult beverages (damned NCAA not allow beer sales), and Gregg, like a grizzled veteran, taking a hit off the flask and simply saying "yup.  It's shine." 

The fear was for Kirk Hinrich, who'd suffered a severe ankle sprain in the opener against Holy Cross (a game KU damned near lost; they trailed at the under eight timeout, and were up a possession at the under four).  If Hinrich was a no-go, the odds of KU winning weren't good; Casey Jacobson was that unguardable.  Sweating through the pregame warmups, waiting to hear the lineups ... and hearing "Number Ten", and the relief.  Jesus, it was like one massive exhale by 30,000 people at the same time.  And then, the game itself.  KU OBLITERATED Stanford.  Poor Mike Montgomery had to call his first timeout 91 seconds in, with KU already up 15-0.

The stress of surviving Illinois in the Sweet Sixteen.  (Coached by?  You guessed it, Frank Stallone!  Just kidding -- coached by Bill Self.)  KU survived and advanced by four. 

Which led two days later to that most magical of moments, when Ernie Kent called a timeout with barely a minute to go, to get the seniors in one last time for his Ducks, and the KU band had the option.  (If you've never been to a NCAA Tournament game, the band that gets to play alternates at each timeout.)  A solo trumpet belts out the first six notes.  Then all the trumpets belt out the next seven.  Then the full band belts out the last nine, to the opening of the song.  Once the full band started, well, in the words of Al Michaels: "now you've got bedlam!"


For the first time in ten years, KU was returning to the Final Four.  

It was real, and it was spectacular.

(*: added late by the editor (hey, that's me), because I knew I had an asterick in this post somewhere.  Jeff Boschee is one of three ridiculous man-crushes I've had in my life.  The other two?  Chadwick Pennington, and Jon Scheyer.  Again -- if you don't get me help at Charter?  Please get me help somewhere.)

* 17. 2009-2010 Milwaukee BuKCs.

Result: 46-36, 6th seed in Eastern Conference, L First Round to Hawks (3-4).

Reason: Yeah, that about sums it up.  (Of course the BuKCs couldn't pull it out.  Of COURSE they couldn't.)

* 16. 1993-1994 New York Knicks.

Result: 57-25, Atlantic Division Champions, Eastern Conference Champions (beat Pacers 4-3), L NBA Finals to Rockets (3-4).

Reason: because finally, the dragon was slayed.  Everyone remembers the childish antics of Scottie Pippen from Game 3, when he refused to take the court for the final shot because the play wasn't called for him.  (Toni Kukoc sank the three to give the Bulls a one point win.)  Everyone forgets his idiotic foul on Hubert Davis late in game seven, that gave the Knicks the win and the series.  So damned overrated, Mr. Pippen is.  And of course, the "Forgotten Finals", as Ken Berger so brilliantly put it -- upstaged by Orenthal James Simpson and a white Bronco.  No word on if he was doing drugs with (oj simpson voice) Pe Dro Gu Erre Ro in the back seat.

* 15. 2003 Kansas City Royals.

Result: 83-79, no postseason.

Reason: because until last year, this was the funnest season for a Royals fan over the last twenty years.  Because the Royals were in first place in late August (although the wheels were falling off).  Because meaningful September baseball was played.  Because Barry Bonds damned near put a hole in the roof of the old right field GA concession stand.  Because of Lima Time.  Because of Double Header Day Dos.  Just, because.

* 14. 2006 Kasey Kahne (NASCAR).

Result: NASCAR Chase Participant (finished 8th); won 5 of 36 races.

Reason: he swept Lowe's; that was cool.  But it was the last two races before the Chase that made this season.  Trailing by 90 points -- 90! -- entering the Labor Day weekend race at Fontana, Kahne went out and dominated, winning the race and making up 60 of those 90 points.  And then, six days later, he stormed into Richmond, and not just won that race, but more than made up the 30 points he needed -- he made up 46, to get into the Chase.  It also didn't suck that this was the spring and summer I was unemployed, and got to actually enjoy racing all season long, rather than check in on it every so often.

* 13. 1998-1999 Dallas Stars.

Result: 51-19-12, Pacific Division Champions, Western Conference Champions (beating the Avalanche 4-3), Stanley Cup Champions (beating the Sabres 4-2).

Reason: because anytime you can watch the only hockey team you give a sh*t about play in the Stanley Cup, you have to do it.  (I went to Game Two; I was in Dallas for work.)  And because anytime you can watch the only hockey team you give a rat's ass about clinch the Cup in triple overtime, via one of the most controversial goals of all time, while playing blackjack and pounding screwdrivers at Harrahs, you have to do it.  (Yes, that is where I was, and what I was doing, for Game Six.)

* 12. 1997 Kansas City Chiefs.

Result: 13-3, AFC West Division Champions, L Division Round to broncos (10-14).

Reason: there's still four more Chiefs teams that are going to appear in this listing, including one that will make you stare in shock at your screen, do a double take, then yell at your significant other "honey, Stevo done finally lost his marbles!"  None of those four still to appear -- and none that already have, were the best team in franchise history.  The 1997 Chiefs were.  To lose to denver as they did hurt.  (They lost due to a bullsh*t incompletion call on a ball Tony Gonzalez clearly caught in the end zone; had replay existed in 1997, the Chiefs challenge, the call is overturned, and instead of kicking a field goal to pull within 4, the Chiefs tie the game.  Which means that instead of having to run a two minute drill, needing a touchdown, while the headsets shorted out (which actually happened)?  The Chiefs are trotting Pete Stoyanovich out with :04 to play, to kick a 40 something yard field goal attempt into the west end zone, to beat the denver broncos.)

I mean, come on.  Pete Stoyanovich, on a crazy cold day, with the game on the line against the donkeys, attempting an extremely challenging field goal.  He'd never make any of those, would he?

To lose to a team I despise more than isis and al quada combined, on my 21st birthday?

Is pain I'll never get over.

Thankfully, there were so many great moments -- Andre Rison burning al davis' house down.  Gun sends 11 on 4th and goal -- yes, he literally sent every defender on the final play of the game against Buffalo.  Marcus Allen throwing for the Chiefs only touchdown in the Monday Night win over the Steelers.  Billy Joe Hobert being taunted at the players entrance in the season finale.  (One of Gregg's most underrated moments.  Not quite as underrated as nearly causing a melee by asking Cris Carter where his ring was, but asking Billy Joe Hobert if he remembered his playbook was a classic.)

* 11. 2003-2004 Kansas Jayhawks Basketball.

Result: 24-9, NCAA Tournament 4th Seed (Midwest Regional), L Midwest Regional Final to Georgia Tech (71-79, OT).

Reason: well for starters, as of today?  This is the only KU team Bill Self has coached, that did not win at least a share of the Big XII regular season title.  And yet, having noted that?  I'd argue this is the best coaching job he's done, since arriving in Lawrence ... and he did it in year one.

This team was running on fumes from the Final Four teams of the previous two years.  Gone were (fred white voice) Dwight Gooden, Nick Collison, Kirk Hinrich, and Jeff Boschee,  Nobody expected KU to get past the Sweet Sixteen, where Kentucky likely laid waiting.

Instead, Mike Anderson engineered a massive upset of UK in the Round of 32, and KU survived a couple god-awful efforts, blew out UAB, and found itself one of the last six teams standing, as noon dawned on Elite Eight Sunday.

I've rarely entered a game more geeked than I was for this one (it was played in the whatever the hell they call it now Dome in St. Louis).  I've rarely left a game more disgusted and disappointed, than I did 2 1/2 hours later.  KU led once all day -- for about five seconds to open overtime.  They rallied from down 10 at the under four to force overtime on an epic JR Giddens three pointer.  But they couldn't overcome the Rambling Wreck that day.

Still, one awesome season, that set the foundation, for the ten (and counting) championship seasons that have followed.

* 10. 2007 Kansas Jayhawks Football.

Result: 12-1, W Orange Bowl vs Virginia Tech (24-17).

Reason: where to begin?  The biggest game KU and MU have ever played, on any stage, in any sport?  The Big XII North, a potential National Championship, and a potential BCS berth on the line, in the regular season finale?  College GameDay at a KU Football game?!?!?!  The "Spirit of 76", as "Sur" William Callahan's Huskers were nearly doubled up (final: 76-39), as KU scored a touchdown on ten consecutive possessions, and poor "Sur" Willy was reduced to an incoherent mess on his coach's show a couple days later?

Or maybe it was yet another KU Band inspired moment, the "Don't Stop Believing" montage after demolishing Iowa State to get to 11-0.

Or possibly proving beyond the shadow of all doubt that Kansas Jayhawk Football being selected for a BCS Bowl was the right and proper decision, by beating ACC Champion Virginia Tech on my (gulp) 31st birthday.

Or ... all of the above. 

* 9. 2013 Kansas City Chiefs.

Result: 11-5, L Wildcard Round at Colts (44-45).

Reason: I guess I'll just say this: if you had told me, that I would be in Indy to witness the rise, and epic fall, of the Chiefs that cold January day, one day after I turned (big gulp) 37 (Part 1 of the Recap; Part 2 of the Recap), I'd have believed you.

If you had told me that wouldn't even be within 500 miles of the best sporting event I'd attend all year?  I'd have called Two Rivers on your behalf.  I honestly thought NOTHING could top that playoff game.  Yes, the Chiefs lost ... but it was a season that restored the faith and passion in the franchise, and let's just be honest: that was one EPICALLY awesome game, win or lose.

If you'd told me that not even nine months later, I'd witness something in person that would put that cold January Saturday to shame and embarrassment, at how pathetic it was compared to this other event?

No way in hell I'd have believed you.

But you'd have been right.  And I'd have been wrong.

Because to answer the "fake email" from the "real reader" that sparked this post ...

* 8. 2014 Kansas City Royals.

Result: 89-73, W AL Wildcard Game vs A's (9-8, 12 innings), W ALDS vs Angels (3-0), W ALCS vs Orioles (4-0), American League Champions, L World Series vs Giants (3-4).

Reason: if you had any doubts before, that claiming one game, one moment, cannot forever make a season meaningful to me ... you now know, that it can

* 7. 2006 Kansas City Chiefs.

Result: 9-7, L AFC Wildcard at Colts (8-23).

Reason: this?  Isn't the "quick, call Charter, Stevo's freaking lost it!" Chiefs team, I referenced at number 12 earlier.  I love the hell out of the 2006 Chiefs.  They overcame so damned much, beat every odd, they never quit.  They just never quit.

Trent Green lost for three months during the opener?  Damon Huard turns in a Pro Bowl worthy performance.  Lose three straight in December?  Win the last two and nail the Immaculate Fourfecta.

Field goal from 48 to beat the Chargers nullified due to a bullsh*t penalty?

Nail the retry from 53 even more perfectly than the attempt from 48.

Have to host -- and beat -- your two most hated rivals in a five day span?

Intercept aaron brooks in the end zone with :06 remaining, and then hold denver to a franchise record-low 38 yards rushing, in a game you never trail.

In a game that got the 2006 Chiefs into the postseason.

And folks?  Don't forget -- as awful as that loss to Indy was (no first downs for 44 minutes)?

The Chiefs had the ball, with 12 minutes to play, down one score.

They never, ever quit.

I admire that.

And speaking of quitters, on the opposite end of the spectrum ...

* 6. 2002-2003 Kansas Jayhawks Basketball.

Result: 30-8, Big XII Regular Season Champions, West Regional Champions (beat Arizona 78-75), L National Title Game vs Syracuse (78-81).

Reason: Dick Vitale giving Nick Collison a standing ovation in one of the best wins in program history (vs Texas, 90-87).  The sheer panic over opening 3-3 (losing to UNC, Florida, and Oregon ... no shame in any of those, but still).  Crapping out in the Big XII Tournament to Mizzou.  Surviving the West Regional -- Utah State missing a three as time expired, holding on to win by four against Duke, and three against Arizona.

The thrill of propping the feet up at halftime of the Marquette Final Four game, up 35, knowing the entire second half was one long visual fellating of the Jayhawk program.

The agony of Mikey Lee getting raped by Hakim Warrick on the final shot of the season, preventing overtime against Syracuse ... who owned that National Title Game for 33 minutes behind the brilliance of Carmelo Anthony.  (As someone whose 1B hoops team is Syracuse, let me tell you, this title game was painful to watch ... but with the benefit of twelve years of hindsight, I'm glad Syracuse won.  Boeheim got the championship to cement his legacy, on the court where his legacy drew the most question.  (Indiana beat Syracuse in the 1987 Title Game in the Superdome, on Keith Smart's jumper ... and Syracuse didn't have the presence of mind, to call timeout afterwards, to set up a final play.)  Roy should win all his titles at UNC; I honestly hope he gets at least one more before he retires.  And KU got theirs five years later.)  

* 5. 1999 Kansas City Chiefs.

Result: 9-7, no postseason.

Reason: This, Chiefs fans, is the team I expect you to be spitting out the shiraz or Beam and Coke, at the placement in this listing.  Because no team has ever simultaneously thrilled me, and enraged me, and confused me, and drove me bat sh*t crazy, like Gun’s Guys did in 1999.  The debacle of the opener in Chicago … followed by taking the denver broncos to the woodshed, and giving them the business like few Chiefs teams ever have.  Adam Vinatieri somehow, someway, missing from 22 yards out at the gun to let the Chiefs escape in Week Five.  (Note: “The Voice of Reason” and I have spent many a moment together after a Chiefs game – which makes sense, given that we were the Chandler and Joey of real-life for eight years.  Neither of us had a word to say, on that ride home … other than deciding, to hit the old Hen House (now Price Chopper) on Wornall, for a very, very, very healthy package, of adult beverages, to process what we’d just witnessed.  Adam Vinatieri misses for all intents and purposes an extra point, with the game on the line.  That ain’t something you see every day.)

The high of the 5-2 start after demolishing the Ravens on national television … to three straight losses, punctuated by the Seahawks demolishing us at Arrowhead, to drop the Chiefs three out of the playoffs – any playoff berth – with six to play.  An all night, “why not!” last minute drive to Indy for the Colts game, only to be told that “no missile like objects are allowed” in the old RCA Dome. 

Then the rise – from 5 and 5, to 9 and 5, winning at oakland on “Pete for President” Stoyanovich’s last meaningful kick that was made, winning at denver on a Vanover punt return with less than two to play, beating the Vikings on a Sunday night that was DT’s last epic game (and saw Elvis Grbac of all people, successfully execute a two minute drill, after a Randy Moss punt return tied the game at 28 with 1:31 to go), culminating with the “Mitch Lyons Game” on national television against the Steelers.

And then the final collapse: up 17-0 barely five minutes into a “win and you’re in as some participant” finale, the Chiefs choke away the lead to oakland, the refs give Dick Gannon a fifth down, Pete misses from 45 as time expires, that crappy punter kicks the kickoff out of bounds, and the Y2K bowl shifts the power in the division away from Arrowhead, west … where for the most part, it has remained, every year since.

Why, then, is this team ranked so high for me?  Because re-read those previous four paragraphs.  That’s a season folks!  And because, as noted earlier – this 1999 Chiefs season, the oakland finale in particular, the fifth down in certainty – is my greatest “what if” in sports.

* 4. 1999 New York Knicks Basketball.

Result: 27-23, 8th Seed Eastern Conference, Eastern Conference Champions (defeated Pacers 4-2), L NBA Finals to Spurs (1-4).

Reason: If number three was the last great sports team I rooted for growing up, then this team was the first great sports I rooted for as a grown-up.

The Knicks barely got in as the final team in the field.  In a rarity, the top of the Eastern Conference saw not one, not two, but three teams tied for the best record – Miami, Indiana, and Orlando.  As a Knicks fan in the 1990s, that was “pick your poison”, that was Russian Roulette, who you root for.  The Knicks drew Miami, and Allan Houston hit the series winner as time expired in game five, to advance the Knicks.  The Knicks then swept the Hawks, which set up the next-to-last of the great Knicks / Pacers series in the Eastern Conference Playoffs of the 1990s / early 2000s.  (They’d meet again in the Eastern Finals in 2000, with the result exactly flipped).  Despite losing Patrick Ewing to (al michaels voice) an Achilles in Game Two, the Knicks survived and advanced, thanks to the most “holy f*cking sh*t!” four point play you’ll ever see, out of Larry Johnson.

Sadly, the luck ran out in the Finals, as the Spurs won their first championship four games to one.  Still, this team to this day resonates with me, like no other NBA team ever has.

* 3. 1994 Nebraska Cornhuskers Football.

Result: 13-0, Big 8 Champions, Orange Bowl Champions (beat Miami 24-17), National Champions (via the Miami victory).

Reason: growing up, you wouldn’t find a bigger backer of the Big Red outside of the state of Nebraska, than me.  No season ever tried me, like this one did.  Tommie Frazier goes down against Pacific with a near-fatal blood clot in his leg; he’s out until the Orange Bowl.  Then Brook Berringer goes down against Wyoming with a collapsed lung, and entering the nuthouse that is (now) Snyder Family Stadium in Manhattan, the freshman walk-on from Wahoo, Nebraska, Matt Turman, is called on to save a season.  A 17-6 victory later, the season was saved.

The #2 vs #3 showdown on Halloween in Lincoln, when Nebraska beat the crap out of Colorado, to firmly announce to the nation “hey!  We’re legit!”

The Huskers ended OU’s relevance for a few years as a national power in the finale, demolishing Gary Gibbs’ final Sooners squad, and paving the way for such excellence as Howard Schellenberger (fired after one season!) and John Blake (should have been fired after one season!)

And then came the Orange Bowl.  New Year’s Eve 1994.  Tommie Frazier starts.  A disasterous 0-10 start.  Falling behind 7-17 midway through the third.  Then a safety.  Then Cory Schlesinger, the second touchdown with slightly under three to play through a gassed Miami defense, to finally deliver Dr. Tom his long-overdue national championship.  That would turn out to be the last great sports moment of “my childhood”.  I couldn’t have scripted it better.

* 2. 2007-2008 Kansas Jayhawks Basketball.

Result: 13-3, Big XII Regular Season Champions (shared with Texas), Big XII Conference Tournament Champions (beat Texas 84-74), Midwest Regional Champions (beat Davidson 59-57), National Champions (beat Memphis 75-68, OT).

Reason: Holy God, where to begin.  KU lost three games all year … by 12 combined points.  They were never ranked lower than 7th.  The Davidson game is one for the ages, and ended in a comfortable main room in South KC for me, the exact way it ended on the sidelines in Detroit for Coach Self: collapsing to the floor, and pounding it in relief / ecstasy / joy.  Because of the comeback, from down 9 with 1:38 to play, to (bob davis voice) “Overtime! Overtime!” euphoria as Super Mario’s Three somehow, someway, was picture perfect, uuh, perfect.  Because the Rat Bastard got his ass handed to him, in a game us KU fans had waited five years for … and because Roy Williams ceased to be the Rat Bastard 48 hours later, when he chose to (roy williams voice) not give a sh*t about his sponsors, and covered up that logo with a gigantic KU sticker, rooting like hell for his former team.

(Note: I also may, or may not, have collapsed to the floor, bawling uncontrollably like a baby, pounding the floor while screaming “Yes!  Yes!  Yes!” through the tears of joy, for five straight minutes, after Super Mario’s Three went in.)

There’s only one team that could ever top that for me … at least so far.

* 1. 1995 Kansas City Chiefs.

Result: 13-3, AFC West Division Champions, L Divisional Round to Colts 7-10.


Reason: they are my favorite team of all time ... until a Chiefs team reaches the Super Bowl in my lifetime.  Then?  The 1995 Chiefs may get bumped.  Because the only way this squad ever is assured of getting bumped, is if the Chiefs win the Lombardi.

1995 was the most epic, amazing, incredible, "what the hell is going on here?!?!?!" season of my lifetime.  The first three home games?  Saw the Chiefs rally from late fourth quarter deficits to force overtime, then win them in overtime.  First, the Giants -- down 17-3, win 20-17 on a Lin Elliott field goal.  Then the raiders -- down 17-3, win 23-17 on James Hasty's TaINT.  Then the Chargers -- down 23-16 with 1:12 to play, Derrick Walker ties it with :07 to play, and Tamarick Vanover wins it with my favorite play of all time, in overtime.

And yet, you can make a strong, credible argument, NONE of those were the most "holy f*cking sh*t, what is going on here?!?!?!" home game of the season!  Because Todd McNair, running out the clock to reach overtime for the Oilers, fumbled the exchange, Mark Collins took it to the house, and the Chiefs won 20-13 against the Oilers in a Sunday Nighter right before Thanksgiving, that might be the single most "wait, what?!?!?!" finish in Chiefs history.

The 1995 Chiefs went 8-0 in the AFC West.  Eight.  And.  Zero.  Only the 1998 denver broncos matched that achievement.  Their only defeats in the regular season were (a) at Dallas (your eventual Super Bowl champs) on Thanksgiving, (b) at Miami (eventual wildcard team) on a Monday Night in December that essentially was their season, and (c) at Cleveland the week before Art Modell announced he was moving the franchise to Baltimore. 

They had six win talent.  They won thirteen.  This team was Marty Schottenheimer's finest hour.  It started Steve Bono at quarterback.  Greg Hill as the featured back.  Lake Dawson and Sean LaChapelle at WR.  Derrick Walker at TE.  Yeah -- those five key contributors, won thirteen bleeping games.  

And you actually wonder why they're my favorite?

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I hope to get the first "fake mailbag" of the year up by Friday evening.  I also have a couple other things I've been working on, that I'd like to get done and posted as well.  But, if I don't, just indulge me.  I don't draw an average of 31 separate viewings for each post for nothing ...

Friday, September 5, 2014

week one: "the constant"

“How I can convince you,
What you see is real?
Who am I to blame you,
For doubting what you feel?

I was always reaching;
You were just a girl I knew.
I took for granted,
The friend I have in you.

I was living for a dream!
Looking for a moment!
Taking on the world –
That was just my style.

Now I look into your eyes?
I can see forever.
The search is over –
You were with me all the while.


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Wow, another season of pigskin prognosticating (anything but) greatness is here!  Woo!  (Fist pump!)  Woo!

So let’s start, with one of the few times this season, these figures aren’t highly likely to be ugly.

Last Week ATS: not applicable.
Season To Date ATS: not applicable.

Last Week SU: not applicable.
Season To Date SU: not applicable.

Mr. Reason Last Week ATS: not applicable.
Mr. Reason Season To Date ATS: not applicable.
(Note: Mr. Reason does not pick straight-up winners.)

Last Week “Screw You Pete King*” Upset / Week: not applicable.
Season To Date “Screw You Pete King” Upset / Week: not applicable.
This Week’s “Screw You Pete King” Upset / Week: I'll stay conservative week one, although in the picks below, you can identify via my comments the gigantic upset, I am 100% convinced is happening on Sunday.  So I'll choose Cowboys (+4) over the 49ers.  #DefendTheStar

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(*: for the newbies, welcome!  Make yourself at home!  Grab a frosty cold Coors Light out of the fridge, burn one down, and enjoy!  The “Screw You Pete King” Upset O’ The Week is named after SI.com and MMQB.com columnist Peter King, who ranked the San Diego “Super” Chargers ahead of the Chiefs every single week in the 2010 season in his “Fine Fifteen” section of his weekly column, despite the fact that the Chargers never once spent even a day in first place … and the Chiefs never once failed, to spend a day in first place.  Screw your bigotry, sir.  Screw your bigotry, intolerance, and abject hatred, of all things Kansas City.)

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And as a quick refresher, let’s look at how this post will (usually) flow each week.

* The Non-Jets, Non-Chiefs best guesses.  Seems pretty self-explanatory: my predictions, both straight up and against the spread, for every NFL matchup that doesn’t involve the Jets or the Chiefs.  I usually try to pick a semi-funny theme, if only to create a Shecky Greene-esque buildup, to the final section of the post.

This week?  No theme; just some rambling thoughts.

* The “Good Times Game O’ The Week!”  The worst matchup on the board.  So named because any person with an IQ above room temperature in an igloo, would rather watch a three-hour “Good Times” marathon, than a second of this designated game.

* The “Gordon Shumway Game O’ The Week!”  The second worst matchup on the board.  So named because any person with an IQ above that of a corpse, would rather watch a three hour “ALF” marathon, than a second of this designated game.

* The “Webster Game O’ The Week!”  You pray to God kids – every God there ever was, is, or ever will be, and the universe entire – that we never have three games so awful, that a three hour marathon of “Webster”, is in play.

* The “One Day At A Time Game O’ The Week!”  Has only happened twice that I can recall, in nearly fifteen years of doing this.  If we have a “ODAAT” matchup on the board?  Hide the women and children.  Make your peace with your higher power.  Because the end of western civilization is in sight.

* The Tale O’ The Tape.  Where I break down a matchup of great significance that (probably) has absolutely nothing to do with football, but I find interesting.  Usually appears in the non-Jets, non-Chiefs section, of these (poorly) prepared remarks.

(Note: there is no "Tale O' The Tape" this week.)

* The “Klassy” Kevin Keitzman Tweet O’ The Week.  Again, pretty self-explanatory: I find something the Klassy One – the self-proclaimed “Family Man” himself – has posted on Twitter that I feel illustrates what a liar and hypocrite he is, and continue my determined effort to expose his lies and rank, stank hypocrisy, to the masses of our fine metropolitan area.

* The Voice of Reason’s, Uuh, Reason.  Whenever Stevo’s Site Numero Dos’ Official Voice of Reason feels like chiming in with his predictions and/or commentary, he gets his own section, unedited, save for font and text size.

* The Poem.  Only utilized for games I attend (which at this point, appears to be only home games this season).  A nod to nostalgia, from the late 1990s / early 2000s, when I’d crank out a The Poem for the walk to the players’ entrance.

* The Tailgating Plans.  Only utilized for games I attend.  It is exactly what it sounds like: the tailgating plans for that week’s game.

* The Watching Party Plans.  Only utilized for games I don’t attend in person.  And it too is exactly what it sounds like: the plans for the Chiefs game watching party, usually at The Second Parents.

* The Jets “Fling It And Pray It Sticks” Wild Hair.  My pick for the Jets game.

* The Chiefs Prognostication and Rambling, Incoherent, What the F*ck Is He Trying To Say Inspirational Commentary.  My pick, and thoughts and/or comments, for the Chiefs game.

Plus, whatever else I feel like testing out.  

(Note: nothing new this week.)

I try to have fun with this.  I hope you enjoy it.

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The Non-Jets, Non-Chiefs Best Guesses:

* at Seahawks (-6) 49, Packers 20.  As posted on Twitter last night, before kickoff.  Holy crap, I’m 1-0 already!

* Saints (-3) 31, at Falcons 27.  This is going to be a push.  Saints are going to win 31-28.  But I have to pick an ATS winner.  And I think New Orleans is a better bet to cover minus three, than Atlanta is to cover plus three.  If that makes sense.  And given that it’s me typing this, it probably doesn’t.

* Vikings (+3) 31, at Rams 3.  Your “Good Times Game O’ The Week!”  This game is about as attractive from a distance, as the horrific “Zombie Ad” that (I forget which) DirecTV or Dish Network or AT&T aired all summer on your radios.  I mean, for the love of Christ himself, you’re “breaking” up with cable, on the advice of a zombie?  And who the hell thinks zombies are lovable, adorable creatures?  Even my four year old nieces can tell you, zombies are terrible things to be feared.  They’ve learned at least that much, from watching Scooby Doo!  If a couple of four year olds (love ya girls!) are smarter than a radio commercial programmer, is there any hope left for this nation?  (Pause).  Wait, I think that means there is hope left for this nation.  

So boo zombies!  You suck!

* at Steelers (-7) 31, Browns 10.  If Brian Hoyer is the answer, I don’t want to know the question … unless said question, is if this is the “Gordon Shumway Game O’ The Week”.  And the answer to that question, is an emphatic “hell yes”.

* at Eagles 28, Jaguars (+10 ½) 21.  Jags are better than you think.  And yes, we’re in “Webster Game O’ The Week” territory.  My God.  Only five games – out of sixteen – in, two of which are guaranteed to never get “I’d rather watch a three hour marathon of (insert sh*tty show here) than watch that game” status, and we’ve already reached Defcon 4, with “One Day At A Time” on deck?  Oh my.  Someone screwed the proverbial pooch, with the Week One scheduling.  At least for the early games.

* at Ravens (-1) 24, Bengals 20.  Hang on, let me haul out a voice here.  (john madden voice) Now HERE’S a game, I’d pay to watch!

* at Bears 27, Bills (+7) 21.  And since I have nothing to add to this game, allow me to make a request for tailgating on Sunday.

Just once – just once! – can we turn the beer pong table, into a vodka tonic pong table?  It’s not that I don’t like, love, and enjoy beer.  It’s as vital and necessary a part of life as sex and food are.  But for God’s sake, just once, can I face someone without having to chug five or six solo cups of Miller Lite, and instead, let me fill those twenty bad boys with a Stevo style vodka tonic?  Is that really asking too much?

* Redskins (+3) 31, at Texans 20.  Ryan Fitzpatrick on the field.  Ryan Fitzpatrick on the field.  Also, kudos to the Texans for making their first smart move in … uuh … well, quite a while, by trading for Ryan Mallett.  He’ll be starting by week six.  He’ll still be starting there, six years from now.

(In case you’ve forgotten?  I defy you to find one thing in this post, that isn’t still true, three years later.)

* Patriots (+4) 49, at Dolphins 2.  I don’t get the love for the mammals entering this season.  Dan Marino ain’t walking through that door.  And Ryan Tannehill is no Dan Marino.  (To say nothing of the fact, that Joe “Regis” Philbin is no Don Shula, no Jimmy Johnson – hell, he’s not even a Dave Wannstedt at this point.)

* Panthers (+2 ½) 30, at Bucs 27.  I forget what season it was – for some reason, I’m thinking 2005 – but the Panthers at Bucs season opener ended with a safety … and later that night, some Panther cheerleaders were busted at a Tampa area strip club for getting their freak on in said adult entertainment establishment’s bathroom.  Let’s all hope and pray, at least one of those two events, happen again.

* at Cowboys (+4) 38, 49ers 31.  And since I have nothing else to add, allow me to say a very fond farewell to the comedic genius known as Joan Rivers, who passed away yesterday at the age of 81.  From everything I’ve read, she went through the same ordeal my dad did last October, over this past week.  Sadly, it didn’t work for her.  The one thing I loved about Ms. Rivers above all others – she never apologized for a single joke she told.  She was always – always! – brutally honest about her emotions and feelings.  She will be greatly missed.

* at donkeys  27, Colts (+8) 24.  I actually think Indy is going to win this game.  I just don’t have the balls to pick it outright.  This donkeys team reminds me of the 2004 Chiefs.  They’re loaded … but something just isn’t right.

* Giants (+6) 34, at Lions 3.  Jim Caldwell on the sideline.  Jim Caldwell on the sideline.

I mean, seriously, what did Lions fans do, to deserve the last fifteen years of that team?  From the moment Bob Ross walked off the job, to today, it’s been a debacle.  You never should have fired Ol’ Buck, Ford family. 

* at “Super” Cardinals (-3) 27, “Super” Chargers 21.  Two “super” teams meeting up where the Super Bowl will occur in four months!  (peter griffin seeing ernie the giant fighting chicken voice) OH CRAP!

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The Voice of Reason’s, Uuh, Reason:

I had seattle last night as part of a teaser with the under, so both hit.

Atl +3
StL -3
Cle +7
Jax +10.5
NYJ -5.5
Balt Pick
Buf +7
Hou -3
Ten +3
Mia +4
TB -2.5
Dal +4
Indy +7.5
Det -6
Arz -3

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The “Klassy” Kevin Keitzman Tweet O’ The Week:

From The Klassy One’s Twitter account:


(image credit: me, via the Snag-It 10 tool on my laptop.)

I mean, really?  I have to be the one to say it?  OK!

“You can pull your pants down now, Mr. Keitzman.  Please put your ball back inside them.”

I mean, good God, what the hell kind of a selfie is that?  Is he worshipping his “ball” on the surface of the water?  Is he sending a subliminal message about how big his “ball” is? 

And don’t even get me started on his rant Monday, about how he despises Bobby Petrino, for his philandering ways.  Kev?  Ol’ “K”KK?  Ol’ Buddy?  Ol’ Pal?  Ol’ Descomisado?  Ol’ “I was there when “K”KK (allegedly) passed out drunk at a Harrah’s blackjack table, and fell to the floor out of his chair” Dude?

People who live in glass houses, shouldn’t be throwing stones.

There is nothing in life I despise more, than intolerant people.  People who discriminate based on their differences.  (Most people would call them "racists"; I choose to say semi-classy.)  But a close second?  Is rank, stank hypocrites.  

And I could make a solid argument, the only people in life, that are more rank, stank hypocritical than Ol’ Klassy?

Is noone.

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The Tailgating Plans:

So here’s what we’ve got, as of Friday.

The primary menu item is “Titan Tenderloin”, and we’re doing three types of them – beef, pork, and tri-tip.  The core tailgating members are committed to bringing at least one side dish, and a few have been asked to bring two.  (As always, I’m responsible for the alcohol department when it comes to The Tailgate, because I don’t want to kill anyone with my cooking.  (Pause).  Yes, I know, the rank hypocrisy in that statement – a Stevo Style Libation could kill Gary Busey, yet I’m still chugging along.  Thanks, mom and dad?)

The side dishes are of a potato variety for the most part, so if you’re coming out and want to contribute, keep that in mind.

My contribution?  I’m coming out of retirement on Jello shot duty.  And if I can find a match for the Jello packs Mona found on Saturday?  You aren’t gonna want to miss it.  (And even if I can’t?  It’s me, making Jello shots.  You’re guaranteed to be feeling spectacular, after two of them..)

The Bus leaves for Terrorhead at 6:30ish.  The early in pass gets us in as soon as we arrive, and we’ll be in our usual spot: the grassy knoll north of the G30 sign.  If you arrive before 8:30, and want to park by us to tailgate?  Then come in Gate 6 (off Stadium Drive), and according to the STM email I got, it should be business as usual to get you parked on the grassy knoll north of G30.  (All gates, save the early-in Gate 7, should open at 8am, per the email.)  

If you want to park by us to tailgate, don’t have a Red Reserve pass, and won’t be there before 8:30, please let me know (ideally) before 6:30ish Sunday morning, so I can give you Anthony’s number to text when you’re five minutes out.  We’ve figured a way around the new parking regulations.  I’d say text me when you’re five minutes out, but we use my iPhone for the Mixology Playlist, and I prefer to (shannon voice) let the music play, rather than deal with texts and/or calls.

We’re expecting a solid 25 people; we know 14 are riding The Bus (and rising; it was 10 yesterday).  As always, anyone and everyone is welcome to attend.  I despise people who discriminate and are intolerant and uninclusive; I refuse to be that guy. 

Hope to see ya Sunday!

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The Poem*:

The season is here!
Hip Hop Hooray!
Let’s hope this opener’s a laugher,
Where we can all get some rays!

Kickoff is high noon,
Between the Chiefs and Tennessee.
Arrowhead Stadium?
Is the place to be.

Come out and tailgate,
G30’s grass is the place to be!
I’ll even let you hang a new noose,
On Triple Noose donkey!

No The Poem is complete,
Without a few key lines.
Let’s knock those things out,
Because I need a beer. ©

“But then I stop,
Because I spot a car,
That might contain,
My special little star!” ©

“Then I open the program,
To see who our referee will be,
And I shout out in horror,
Sweet Jesus!  Ed Hochuli!” ©

Chiefs fans?  Unite!
Show up en mass!
And if you see a Titans fan?
Be rude!  Be crude!  Be crass!

Because when the tailgate breaks down,
To the stadium we will head.
Where the Titans await;
We’re gonna slay them dead!

Be loud on Sunday!
Do your part!
Cheer every Titan,
Who leaves the field on a cart!

Because come 3:30,
I have a feeling,
There’s gonna be some dancing,
On a thing called a ceiling!

© 2014, Stevo Productions.  No rights reserved, and any and all portions of The Poem may be distributed and/or reproduced, without the expressed, written consent, of Major League Baseball.

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(for the newbies: the first © is my tribute to Jenni, because I always stuck one stanza in The Poem that didn’t come close to rhyming, and it never failed to make her laugh.  The second © is in tribute to the “special friendship” between The Voice of Reason and Donnie Edwards – number 59 in your programs … and number 59, on the old Honda Accord licence plate.  The third and final © is in tribute to Ed Hochuli – and it’s true story time!

The Week 5 Monday Nighter against Seattle in 2000.  We do the traditional walk, head down to the players entrance, and Ed and his gang come rolling out of a limo.  (Note: I started The Poem in 1999, so the “Sweet Jesus, Ed Hochuli!” line had been around for over a year, at that point.  Gregg shouts it to Ed, who stops, looks up, and simply deadpans “is that a problem?”

Brought the house down.  Ed came back out, signed some autographs, posed for a pic or three.  One of the coolest, most down to earth dudes you’ll ever meet.

Two weeks later, at the home game against the raiders, Johnny Greer was the ref.  Gregg’s comment to Mr. Greer?  “Thank God!  You’re not Ed Hochuli!”  I’ve never seen a NFL referee laugh as hard, or as long, as Johnny Greer did, hearing that.

(Pause).  Oh, and the answer to the obvious question is “why yes, Jenni captured our insanity in a thesis for some class she was taking”.  You’re damned right she got an A on that thing.)

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The Watching Party Plans:

There is no The Watching Party Plans this week, due to this being a home game.

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The Jets “Fling It And Pray It Sticks” Wild Hair:

A pissed off Packers team awaits next week.  In the words of Stevo’s Site Numero Dos’ Official Color Commentator (Emeritus), Dan Dierdorf, it would “behoove” the Jets, to beat the raiders.

They will.  Barely.

* at Jets 13, raiders (+6) 10.

And as an early PSA for next week: the NFL record margin of victory in a game, is 74.  The NFL record for points scored in a game, is 77.  Both are in serious, serious jeopardy next Sunday at Lambeau.

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The Chiefs Prediction (and Commentary):

As summer draws to a close, it’s been a bittersweet one for me.  “The Family” has imploded, probably once and for all.  That sucks.  It really f*cking sucks. 

But then, there was that magical Tuesday night last month, when one of the bravest people you’ll ever meet, gave cancer the two middle fingers it deserves, by sweating out a nearly one hundred degree evening at Starlight, to experience Earth Wind and Fire, for what is likely to be the final time, but if so?  What a way to go out:



(image credit: random, via my iPhone.)

I suppose what the Summer of 2014 taught me, is that you can’t predict life.  Shit happens.  Friends come into your life, friends exit your life.  You can’t control what life deals you.  The highs, the lows, the ups and downs.  But – but! – there’s one thing that not even life, can alter.

There’s one thing that never changes.  Even if it takes you a while, to figure it out, there’s always “the constant”.

There’s always?

"The constant".

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As I type this, the Kansas City Royals sit in first place, potentially two clear of the field for the division, three clear of the field for the second wildcard, when this post eventually goes up.  (Royals won 1-0; Tigers trail 0-6 in a rain delay in the 3rd.)

My favorite sport growing up, was baseball.  The first wager I ever made that I can recall, was betting my Dad on the 1986 World Series.  I took the Mets.  After all, that 1986 Mets team is the team that made me fall in love with baseball.  (As the 1986 Chiefs were the team, that made me fall in love with football.  Again, I do NOT believe in coincidence.)

Like so many of you, I too have gotten caught up in the pennant chase, and I offer no apologies for it.  I had the honor and privilege of living in the Metroplex during the Rangers runs in 1995, 1996, and 1998, and was there for a chunk of the playoff run in 1999.  I made all three playoff games in my time down there (all losses to the Yankees), and I even ran up over $300 in “emergency charges” to the “Texas Rangers Baseball Club” on my dad’s credit card, for that 1998 stretch drive, to witness it all live.

I’ve only experienced one season like those late 90s runs here in KC the last twenty years, prior to this year: 2003.  And go figure – the most successful Royals season of the decade, was also the Chiefs, as they went 13-3, and won the AFC West for the first time since “Pete Stoyanovich for President” was a valid campaign slogan.  And go figure – the Chiefs, like the Royals, collapsed down the stretch, failing to make a dent in the playoffs, after they (just like the Royals) opened 9-0 to the season.

(Again, I do NOT believe in coincidence.)

I fell hook, line, and sinker for those Boyz N Blue, ponying up with The Voice of Reason* to buy a full season ticket package for the Royals.  To go with my season tickets for the Chiefs.  To go with attending every KU Football game.

2004?  Opened as the most optimistic year of my sports fandom life.

2004?  Confirmed who my one true love in sports is, and why I’ll never turn my back on it.

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(*: you can argue, and I think Mr. Reason would agree with me, that that purchase?  Was the single most unreasonable thing he’s ever done in his life.  Sadly, it probably doesn’t even crack my top five hundred.  Hence my need for a “Voice of Reason”.)

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2004 ruined Royals baseball for me.  I know I’ve told this story before, but there was a weekend in the winter of 2006-2007, when I was clearing out the kitchen before I moved out of the Shawnee house, when I came across that season ticket book.

The last ticket used?  Was July 17th.

2004 could have ruined KU Football for me … but let’s just be honest here.  Nobody attends KU football games expecting to win (save for 2007, and possibly 2008).  In the words of Luke Bryan – “go on and take your ass back home, if you ain’t here to party!”

2004 … was also the most bitterly disappointing Chiefs season of my lifetime.  An 0-3 start.  A five game losing streak after getting back to 3-4, visiting a horrific Saints team.  And the most bitter loss of them all, the loss of the man who never failed to note our parking nazis “majored in Asshole 101”.

I honestly hadn’t been as angry, bitter, broken, disappointed, or hurt over a Chiefs season as badly as I was over 2004, until my birthday weekend in Indianapolis, nine months ago.

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Nine months ago yesterday, I stood in section 451, row 3, … I forget the seat … and stood with two gigantic arms outstretched as high as I could reach, double fist pumping, screaming and cheering like I rarely ever have in life.

The reason?  Simple.

38 to 10.  Only one NFL team in the postseason, had ever made up a greater deficit.  And considering Frank Reich, Kenneth Davis, Andre Reed, Steve Tasker, Marv Levy, and Cornelius Bennett weren’t in the building that day, I was supremely confident the Chiefs would hold on to win.

I couldn’t have been more wrong, as the last painful 28 ½ minutes of that game, sadly proved.

But that game?  Just hammers home, that while you can’t control life?

There’s one thing life, can’t affect in any way, shape, or form.

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My one true (sports) love, is the Kansas City Chiefs.

Hell, I spelled it all out last year, entering our roadie at denver.  Why this team matters to me.

2004 didn’t ruin my love for them, like it did the Royals.  It only strengthened it.

And January 4, 2014, isn’t going to ruin my love for them, like I am sure it did some fans.

“You can never (turn your back) on your one true love.  You’ll always come back to her.”

Sunday, I – and many of you – come back, to my one true (sports) love.

We return to the First Church of Arrowhead, for Sunday services.

And the Tennessee Titans, are going to need a priest on hand, to deliver last rites, by the time we’re done with them.

Because I think Sunday?

To quote my dad – my hero in life, who we lost twice in an hour last year during (again, I don’t believe in coincidence) the game at the Titans – I think this one is going to be “an ass kicking of Biblical proportions”.

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My favorite type of regular season game, is what I think Sunday will be.  And it’s been a damned long time, since we had one of these.

It’s a high 70s / low 80s day, sun shining bright.  The Chiefs get a seventeen to twenty four point lead at the half.  And then, with the game all but put away, I can do what I do best.

(stevo) (taking the shirt off)
(stevo) (kicking the birkenstocks under the seat)
(stevo) (propping his feet up on the empty chair in front of him)
(stevo) (using the zac brown voice) Life is good today.  Life is good today!

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The Chiefs are going to win on Sunday, and it is not going to be remotely competitive.

I urge you all to enjoy the Royals run to the playoffs.  God knows I intend to.  Just as I did Sporting KC’s championship last fall, just as I do every KU season on the gridiron and the hardwood.

Just as I do every playoff team, for “Forty Games in Forty Nights” every May, with my favorite sports league.  (That’s the NBA, for those of you who don’t care or don’t pay attention.)

I might even contemplate the unthinkable on Sunday – have my radio tuned in to 610 Sports, instead of 101 the FOX, for the three some odd hours I’ll be standing inside the hallowed walls of Arrowhead Stadium.

I’ve been “joking” for three weeks now, that they’re gonna need armed riot cops and a few backhoes, to get some of us out of the parking lot after the Patriots game, if the Royals open the playoffs the following day, at Kauffman.  Those of you who know me – and know you who are great friends of mine?

Know it’s not a joke.

When the Chiefs (and you know he’s going to) PA dude announces that the Royals lead the Yankees?  Cheer like your firstborn kid was just born.  

Hell, cry like your firstborn kid, was just born.  God knows I might.

(Pause).

Fine -- God knows I will.

But please – don’t fail to remember why you’re in Arrowhead in the first place.

Remember your true (sports) love.

You ALWAYS come back to her.

(Pause).

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2004?  Couldn’t destroy how I feel about these guys, the Right 53.

And January 4, 2014?  Only makes me double down, on having this team’s back, no matter what.

Just like – sadly, pathetically – December 2, 2012, did.

* at Chiefs (-3) 41, Titans 13.

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So allow me to close, by simply taking a moment, to thank you -- my readers, my friends, my family, my "family", my random "Google searched this stoned and stumbled on this place" view page earner -- for making my life what it is.  

Is my life perfect?  Hell no … to the outsider.

But to me?

Hell yes it is.  Because of all of you.

And today?  Six of you, made this one amazing day.

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I'm on a few committees at my job, where we deal with various charities and/or team building activities.  When it comes to the Spirit Days, I never get to do what the event is designed to do: build relationships with your co-workers, because my buddy Geoff and I run the Games Committee, so we get stuck for three hours running the various teams through the "Minute to Win It" games chosen for the event.  It's fun ... but it isn't what I hoped for.

Today, another committee I'm on, the Make a Wish folks, we held a Red Friday tailgate for our department.  We've committed to a pretty aggressive goal this year -- as a department, a mere 61 people strong -- we're raising $15,000 to grant three terminally ill kids, their wish.

We're talking $173.00 plus a person.

What does it say about how awesome a work family I have?

That every person on the planning committee, was pissed we didn't aim for $20,000?

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Today, I told our committee chair, that I'd help with set-up and clean-up, but I was spending the actual event, with my friends, my co-workers.  Thankfully, she was cool with it.

Because today?  This happened:


(image credit: Heather, via her iPhone.  (She's not pictured.  (chicken voice) Bawk Bawk!)  L to R: Dusti, Dale, Joe, me, Diana.  Also not pictured, Kimberly -- our seventh -- and our boss, Kathy.)

My work family.  I thought it was cool.  I thought I'd share it.

Hey, it's my site.  If you don't like it?  

To quote someone who used to be "family": deal with it!

Or to quote Sam Malone -- "I'm the luckiest son of a bitch in the world", to have the friends, that I do.

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Because that?  Is truly what "The Constant" in life, is.

The people you'd take a bullet for.

My Chiefs family.  “The Blog” family.  My friends, my actual family.  I don’t deserve any of you.  (Pause).  And yes, I know, the smart-ass in the peanut gallery could (correctly) argue you did nothing, to deserve me – and that’s not a positive reflection, of me.

I try every year, to honor you all as best I can, with "The Annual Post".  I know it's not nearly enough, to express how I feel, about "The Constant".

But please know, you matter -- at least to me. 

I irrationally love the Chiefs.  I make no apologies for it.

But to anyone I am honored enough to be considered a friend of?

I am irrationally indebted to you.

I don't take any of you for granted.

My search ended, a long time ago.

After all -- you've been with me all the while.

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So here's the true close:

Sunday, the team we all love, is going to matter to us all again, for the first time in nearly nine months, in a lot of our cases.  

I may be the only person on the “denver is the most overrated team since the 2004 Chiefs” bandwagon … but I’m driving it.  At least until someone sober pushes me into the passenger’s seat.

Because Sunday?  Is Season On.

And because next Sunday?  I might have to add, a nice seven letter expletive, the four letter root word of which, is the only word in the English language, that can be used as all eight parts of speech, by the time we're done dealing with satan's squad, squarely inside the gates of hell itself …


week twelve picks

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