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What fans are saying: (courtesy chiefsplanet.com and espn.com)
Triple: "I bet that Carl was strongly encouraged to tender his resignation."
rrl308: "Yessssssssssss!!!!!!!"
cantstopdachiefs: ""The 'King' is gone, YES!"
chiefsfan86: "Our dreams have come true

I may be just being petty, BUT....why in the world does Fox 4 need to go to chiefsplanet.com and espn.com to quote fan reaction to Carl Peterson's resignation?

Doesn't the opinion of the bloggers right here on the Fox 4 blog site hold any water?  Webmaster_rebecca's blog has over 30 responses that would have been just as good to capture the sentiment of the Chiefs faithful.

Come on Fox 4, please don't forget about the loyal bloggers you have that also happen to be passionate about their Chiefs! 

Congratulations to the Northwest Missouri State Football Team for winning your NCAA Div II semifinal game.

Now it's off to Alabama to play for the national championship this Saturday.

Good luck Bearcats!!!

(From Fox 4 Local News & MDC Website)

Injured Deer Attacks Hunter In '15 Seconds of Hell' 

A Sedalia hunter bagged a big buck on the second day of firearms season, but the kill caused him a lot of pain.

Forty-nine-year-old Randy Goodman said he thought two well-placed shots with his .270-caliber rifle had killed the buck on Nov. 19. Goodman said the deer looked dead to him, but seconds later the nine-point, 240-pound animal came to life.

The buck rose up, knocked Goodman down and attacked him with his antlers in what the veteran hunter called "15 seconds of hell."

The deer ran a short distance and went down, and died after Goodman fired two more shots.

Soon Goodman started feeling dizzy and noticed his vest was soaked in blood.

So he reached his truck and drove to a hospital, where he received seven staples in his scalp and was treated for a slight concussion and bruises.

Congratulations to the Northwest Missouri State Football team for advancing to the NCAA Div II Semifinals.

The Bearcats Saturday quarterfinal game against Abeline Christian gave me more butterflies than my Huskers did against Colorado.

The Cats are one win away from their fourth consecutive trip to the Div II championship game.  Talk about dynasty!!!

Good Luck!

Also, the Div II Mineral Water Bowl (the first official bowl game of the college season) will be held this Saturday at Tiger Stadium in Excelsior Springs.  If you want to see a good college game for a reasonable price, this is the place to be...

It has now become evident that the Hunt family has written off the Chiefs' season, as they are now entertaining the possible trade of Tony "I-me-my" G and Larry "I-me-my" Johnson to contenders?!?

Gee, if both are so desperate to leave Kansas City, then send them to whatever team gives KC the best offer, contender or not!  And if I remember correctly, Detroit is in need of a General Manager, so why not package up Carl "screwthefans" Peterson with the two "I-me-mys" and send them to the Lions.

If the front office is writing off the Chiefs season, then maybe the fans should too.

Michael Phelps will never be my hero!  Yes, he swam his guts out at the Olympic games, and I dutifully cheered for him and most other Americans.  But he will never be my hero...why?

1.  I couldn't afford to buy the "floatation assisted" swimsuits like his! ($1500 each with one to cover all body parts and the other to allow for shoulder rotation - give me a break)  I wonder how fast Mark Spitz could have gone had he been allowed to wear such a suit.

2.  I didn't receive "bounties" for winning medals at certain meets.  Back in my day, competative swimming was an amateur sport.  Most of us had to teach swimming lessons or work as lifeguards to help defray training expenses.  We also didn't get paid at the "Olympic development" level.

3.  Athletes (parents) had to pay to train at the Olympic development training facility in Colorado.  Now, they are paid to play - some are paid more than a full time physician!

4.  Most athletes in my day were students first.  None of us had the luxury of being a full time swimmer.

5.  It didn't pay to qualify for the Olympics when i was in my prime....why?  The United States boycotted the Moscow Olympics, so none of our athletes were able to attend!

The evolution of athletics to it's current status is a sad statement of our society in general...win at all costs, cheat if you can get away with it, and what's in it for me?

Whatever happened to the Amateur Athletic Uniion (AAU)?  Whatever happened to the Olympics being the "greatest gathering of amateur athletes in the world?

Today, we have to buy our heroes, in the past, heroism was earned!

Well, this year's NFL schedule has been released, and "after further review" I have already determined the Chiefs' fate even before the first real snap.

For the record, most years, i would have the Chiefs squeaking to an 8-8 record in '08-'09, and once again missing the playoffs. 

But this is not most years!  King Carl wannabe/hasbeen & the Herminator are still in charge, so my REAL prediction for our Kansas City Chiefs this year:  4-12! (but getting another top 5 pick in the '09 draft!)

Please Jared Allen & you other Chiefs players that are left and still have a passion and heart for the game (before Peterson sucks that out of you), make me eat crow!!! 

Why?  Well it wasn't important at all that KU win the NCAA basketball championship - at least to me anyways....I can't put in print the slogan that we Nebraska Cornhuskers have for KU, so suffice it to say, at least the lesser of two evils prevailed.

But this is why I was glad to see Memphis lose last night's game:

I think their center, Joey Dorsey, was at least 35 yrs old, and may have mistaken that he was playing a basketball game, and not a cage match of mixed martial arts!  I was finally glad to see him foul out, for fear he was going to "shank" one of the KU players.

Dorsey's "hot-dogging" was a bit premature as well.  Next time, run for President if you want to wave to the crowd, and make room for ball players.

Never in my 150+ years of watching team sporting events have I ever seen a worse display of sportsmanship than when the Memphis players gave their "limp-noodled" handshakes to the KU players after the loss.  And their lack of eye-contact with any of the coaches and players only reinforced the fact that Memphis fielded a group of "thugs" who had their tails handed to them.  Good for KU!  Grow up Memphis, get a clue that there are going to be more disappointments in life, but you owe it to yourself to learn how to take defeat with all those "hot-dog" victories.

The better team won all around...KU players kept their composure, their dignity, and their sense of  "team" play...that's why they won.

For once, the "better" men prevailed!

(From Fox Sports)

John Daly has had a bad couple of weeks.  Last week, during a rain delay of a PGA tournament, he spent a good portion of this time in the "Hooters" tent, and emerged with Coach "Chuckie" (Tampa Bay coach John Gruden) as his caddy for the rest of the round.  He missed his 4th PGA cut in seven tries this season and made a few people angry with his "circus antics."

After all that, it appears his luck has only gotten worse (John - a word of advice, quit breaking out the mirrors in your hotel rooms, don't walk under the workmen ladders en route to the beer tents, and quit hitting those black cats that cross your path when you're driving the golf cart!!)

John's swing coach, Butch Harmon, "fired" John, since in his opinion, "John has made alcohol the number one thing in his life."

Finally, John was invited to play in the Arnold Palmer Invitational this week on a sponsor's exemption, however because of a "mix-up," he missed his tee time for the Wednesday Pro-Am, not only resulting in his disqualification from the actual PGA tournament, but also getting two other pros disqualified, since they were alternates for the Pro-am, and they did not respond when their names were called.

The world is crashing in on John Daly.  I have been a fan of his ever since he won his first "major."   I selected him when I started playing Tiger Woods golf on the Wii.  I am not a fan of his because he is the greatest golfer in the world, but because he is the greatest "underdog" in sports.  I rooted for him when he was in Vegas a few years ago, and even though he missed the cut in the tournament, he won a $975,000 jackpot at the slot machines (which just about covered what he had spent in the "high limit" slot area).

Come on John, pull your head out of the bottle, get your game on, and give all of us "underdogs" someone to cheer for once again - please???

If you took an interest in "A Season of Destiny II," and you actually did follow my advice by flying to Vegas and betting the house on the Giants & unders,  congratulations, you now own TWO houses!!!

The only thing that could make the Giants victory sweeter would be if Kawika Mitchell and Lawrence Tynes made an unannounced visit to One Arrowhead Drive, and proudly showed Carl Peterson their big shiny Super Bowl rings, proudly placed on their middle fingers!!!

Something I noticed even before Coach Belichick walked into the locker room (and a hefty fine levied by the NFL for un "coach" manlike conduct), he did not look well in pregame, in the first quarter, and in the brief shots of him during the Pats final drive.  I suspect the man is physically ill, or emotionally wiped out.  I'm not making excuses - something didn't seem right with him.  Maybe we'll all know once he comes out of his self-imposed seclusion.

What is up with Tom Brady & Randy Moss skipping the Pro Bowl?  Did they catch the Belichick flu?  My 10 year old is a Tom Brady fan, and I have drilled it in his head that good sportsmanship is so much more important that winning or losing.....now what do I tell him???  I cannot imagine the anguish the Patriots players are experiencing from their Super Bowl loss....quite frankly, they don't know how to lose...but come on guys, it's not the Super Bowl losers people are paying to see, it's the NFL MVP and the NFL record holder for touchdowns by a receiver in a season....doesn't that count for anything?

As you can see, I'm going into my self-imposed depression now that football season is over.  This one may be especially dark and gloomy, since King Carl is still attending to the "rigged" carnival game out at Arrowhead, the draft is slowly filling up with "IMEMY" underclassmen that are selling out their college teams because these "IMEMY"'s can do nothing more for them, and I still don't know if Nebraska (my alma mater) will have a winning record next year...what a bummer.

Anyways, have a great offseason, and maybe the Brigade will have a good year!?!?

  I was toast!  I should've known when they told me my pilot would be Chip (Biff) King of Fighter Squadron 213 at Naval Air Station Oceana in Virginia Beach.

Whatever you're thinking a Top Gun named Chip (Biff) King looks like, triple it.  He's about six-foot, tan, ice-blue eyes, wavy surfer hair, finger-crippling handshake -- the kind of man who wrestles dyspeptic alligators in his leisure time.  If you see this man, run the other way. Fast.

Biff King was born to fly.  His father, Jack King, was for years the voice of NASA missions. ("T-minus 15 seconds and counting ..." Remember?)  Chip would charge neighborhood kids a quarter each to hear his dad.  Jack would wake up from naps surrounded by nine-year-olds waiting for him to say, "We have a liftoff."

Biff was to fly me in an F-14D Tomcat, a ridiculously powerful $60 million weapon with nearly as much thrust as weight, not unlike Colin Montgomerie. I was worried about getting airsick, so the night before the flight I asked Biff if there was something I should eat the next morning.

"Bananas," he said.

"For the potassium?"  I asked.

"No," Biff said, "because they taste about the same coming up as they do going down."

The next morning, out on the tarmac, I had on my flight suit with my name sewn over the left breast.  (No call sign -- like Crash or Sticky or Leadfoot .. but, still, very cool.)  I carried my helmet in the crook of my arm, as Biff had instructed.  If ever in my life I had a chance to nail Nicole Kidman, this was it.

A fighter pilot named Psycho gave me a safety briefing and then fastened me into my ejection seat, which, when employed, would "egress" me out of the plane at such a velocity that I would be immediately knocked unconscious.

Just as I was thinking about aborting the flight, the canopy closed over me, and Biff gave the ground crew a thumbs-up.  In minutes we were firing nose up at 600 mph.  We leveled out and then canopy-rolled over another F-14.

 
Those 20 minutes were the rush of my life. Unfortunately, the ride lasted 80.  It was like being on the roller coaster at Six Flags Over Hell! Only without rails.  We did barrel rolls, sap rolls, loops, yanks and banks.  We dived, rose and dived again, sometimes with a vertical velocity of 10,000 feet per minute.  We chased another F-14, and it chased us.

We broke the speed of sound.  Sea was sky and sky was sea. Flying at 200 feet we did 90-degree turns at 550 mph, creating a G force of 6.5, which is to say I felt as if 6.5 times my body weight was smashing against me, thereby approximating life as Mrs. Colin Montgomerie.

And I egressed the bananas.  I egressed the pizza from the night before.

And the lunch before that.  I egressed a box of Milk Duds from the sixth grade.  I made Linda Blair look polite. Because of the G's, I was egressing stuff that did not even want to be egressed.  I went through not one airsick bag, but two.

Biff said I passed out.  Twice.  I was coated in sweat. At one point, as we were coming in upside down in a banked curve on a mock bombing target and the G's were flattening me like a tortilla and I was in and out of consciousness, I realized I was the first person in history to throw down.

I used to know cool.  Cool was Elway throwing a touchdown pass, or Norman making a five-iron bite.  But now I really know cool.  Cool is guys like Biff, men with cast-iron stomachs and freon nerves.  I wouldn't go up there again for Derek Jeter's black book, but I'm glad Biff does every day, and for less a year than a rookie reliever makes in a home stand.

A week later, when the spins finally stopped, Biff called.  He said he and the fighters had the perfect call sign for me. Said he'd send it on a patch for my flight suit.

What is it?  I asked.

"Two Bags."


 

In 2002, the St. Louis Rams were poised to win Super Bowl XXXVI by simply showing up in New Orleans, collecting the trophy, and leaving town.  At least that's what the all-knowing PRESS was counting on.  So were those dreamy-eyed Vegas bettors who wagered the house on a St. Louis/overs parlay. 

As a neophyte to Vegas, only having lived there a little over a year,  I was amazed at the sheer number of bettors who were "red-eyeing" it into town to drop a few grand on the SHO-THING.  Heck, I even had folks whom I hadn't heard from in years e-mailing me, asking me to drop a few on the Rams/overs action (Footnote: - this is VERY illegal, so don't try this with your 5th cousin twice removed who is on parole out there!).

Now, don't get me wrong, I WAS a Rams fan at the time.  I really got into the whole Kurt Warner story of store bag boy to Super Bowl MVP dichotomy, but I digress.

For those of you who aren't into the whole football gambling scene, or who can only appreciate the occasional "finsky" changing hands from time to time, Vegas offers a complete smorgasboard of betting action for the Super Bowl.  The shrieks and moans begin with the coin toss (yes, you can bet on who wins the toss or whether it was heads or tails), and continue all the way down to the last second (in some Vegas Sports books, you can bet on whether there is a penalty on the last play of the game, and can get odds on whether the game will go into OT, where the props can start all over again!). 

Well, in 2002, I was feeling a bit rebellious.  Yes, I truly believed the Rams were going to run up and down the field on the hapless New England Patriots, and were going to do it with style, but my gut instinct was telling me to bet the Patriots & the unders.  It only made financial sense.  If I put $10 on the Rams/overs play, I would have won $15 (paying 1:2 odds).  But if I put that same $10 on the Patriots/unders, that would net me $150!.  So I did - I went for the big payday......

As I mentioned in my "A Season of Destiny" blog, I truly believe this year's New England Patriots are the greatest assembled NFL team in history.  I also believe that if they go 19-0, the only TV time Don Shula will get from now on is on those silly "Nutrisystem" commercials, which is Ok by me. 

But if I were in Vegas right now, and the heavy money was landing on the Pats and overs, I think you know which way I'd be betting right now!!!

A season of destiny?  Yes, I think the Giants may be the "giant-killer" none of us expect them to be!

After the dust has settled, this NFL season appears to be headed for a showdown between the greatest team of all time vs the greatest quarterback  & comeback kid of all time!

There is no question that this year's New England Patriots is a special team of talented players who all appear to be on the same page of the playbook (be it theirs, or their opponents!).  At 17-0, it would appear they will now quash the tired story line of the '72 Dolphins being shown every year, slugging their champagne toasts to a loss of the last undefeated team.  With San Diego as banged up as they are, it doesn't appear they will be able to pull off more upset magic to sideline the Patriots from the Super Bowl stage (but you have to root for the Chargers anyway, right?)

On the other side, we could be witnessing the most incredible run since the 1980 US hockey team's Gold Medal run - Brett Farve putting the exclamation point on his Hall of Fame career.  This man has not only reached Super Bowl glory, but he has defeated his own personal demons, and now is looking to go out on top of the game that under most circumstances, is unkind to "seasoned veterans."  After watching the performance of the Packers in a raging snow storm on Saturday, Farve could possibly last 5 more years (although I'm sure he won't want to).

If the football gods don't have a sense of humor, we should see the Pats and Packers in the Super Bowl.  The showdown between David (Farve) and Goliath (Patriots).  It doesn't get any better than that!

 Now, the only thing that could bring this season to a perfect ending - Clark Hunt calls a news conference to announce the sudden "retirement" (or FIRING) of King "over the hill" Carl Peterson!!!  That, unfortunately, may be the biggest long shot of the season.

It's official, it didn't seem possible that any one person could fit in more I's, me's or my's than when IMEMY 1(Aq-I-b Tal-I-b) was interviewed on his decision to enter the NFL draft, until IMEMY 2 was interviewed (Anthony Coll -I-ns).  Both professing that they had accomplished all they could with KU.

Never mind there were 9 or 10 other players on the field with them, or a host of reserves who put their guts on the line when IMEMY 1 & IMEMY 2 got a little "ME" time on the sideline. 

KU may not win as many games next year, but at least it will be a TEAM again, than just a supporting cast of ME (TalIB & CollIns) AT (the real players).

PS, to those NFL scouts out there - Coll-I-ns professes his banged up ankle will hold up in the combine - take a lesson from K-I-ng Carl, the IMEMY chess match with LJ didn't pan out too well now, did it?.  Maybe K -I-ng Carl can start up a new team with just the IMEMY brothers.....that's all he'll need, according to them!

Update - new policy  

NEW TORNADO POLICY for Kansas City , MO

In case of possible tornadoes sweeping through the State of Missouri , we ask that all Missourians take shelter at Arrowhead Stadium. We are certain that a TOUCHDOWN will not occur there.

Thank you for your cooperation .