I was undecided on Sunday's AFC championship game. I could've lived with watching either Patrick Mahomes or Lamar Jackson slinging it around in the Super Bowl. My heart was in the NFC with the Detroit Lions. My heart is a lousy gambler. Anyway, I have to say that watching the MAGA crowd, and especially its He-Man Women Haters auxiliary, lose its shit over the romance of Taylor Swift and Kansas City tight end Travis Kelce has made me into a Chiefs fan, at least for the interminable two-week run-up to the game, which is an annual festival of heavily covered non-news and nonsense. There will be no end of stories about the happy couple which, if we're all really lucky, will have heads exploding in all corners of the wingnut media universe. |
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