The $35/night, no credit card deposit needed, shady, bed bug ridden hotel I stayed at in Denver was a welcome sight on Sunday night as I trudged my cold, red and gold clad body (well, actually I was wearing white, but who cares) to a Mexican restaurant on Federal Boulevard in Denver, Colorado. I sat with my four friends, trying to forget what we had just seen at Invesco Field at Mile High in Denver near the Foothills of the Rocky Mountains of North America Stadium. Possibly the worst football game I’ve ever witnessed.
The Broncos laid a beat down on us, that’s for sure. Now usually I write the “RALLY THE TROOPS BOYS” article and tell you that it is not time to panic. Well, I’m here to tell you…it’s time to panic.
Panic can sometimes be a good thing though. Panic can snap you back to reality. Panic can activate “fight or flight”. I’m hoping the Chiefs have a lot more fight left in them because that is what the last seven weeks of this season is going to be. It is going to be a fight.
This is going to be a good, old-fashioned pennant race out here in the AFC West. We have squandered our gigantic 2.5 game division lead in just three weeks. We have brought the fight to us. We aren’t in first place for the first time all season.
This team’s mettle and resolve is going to once again be tested this coming Sunday. The Arizona Cardinals aren’t just a team we can walk over. In fact, every team on the remainder of our schedule makes me nervous. I thought we were going to absolutely destroy the Broncos on Sunday and we didn’t.
The one thing we do have going for us is our 4-0 record at home this season. This team can’t win on the road, but that’s fine as long as you go 7-1 or even 8-0 at home this year and try and scratch a few wins out on the road.
Make no doubt about this either: we have a true rivalry with the Broncos again. I f*cking hate these guys. I hate Tim Tebow. I hate Josh McDaniels. I hate Bronco fans. I hate their smoking hot cheerleaders. I hate ‘em. My blood was boiling as my best friend, who also happens to be the biggest Denver Broncos fan in the world, screamed in my ear some garbage about Tim Tebow being Jesus or something, but the power of selective hearing powered by unabashed hatred and anger allowed me to tune him out until the fourth quarter. Seriously, those people think Tim Tebow is the greatest thing since green chili was invented.
The past two weeks have been a nightmare. Seriously, I have lost sleep over these games. I know, how silly is that? Well, I’ve got news for you. I’m 24 years old and I am afforded the luxury of losing sleep over things like this. I think I share the same concerns with a lot of Chiefs fans. The season is slipping away each week. Time to hold the fort.
And Denver was lovely, thank you for asking.