Stealing Time: Chiefs Monday morning meltdown

By JUSTIN KENDALL

The

Chiefs got rolled to the tune of 54 points at Arrowhead yesterday. I

should reiterate. At Arrowhead. Let’s all join the Monday morning

meltdown. Shane points out that Herm Edwards’ Chiefs have won once in

their last 20 games. “What kind of league has the NFL become where not

a single person is held responsible for this type of futility?” Shane

asks. “I really wanted the Bills to score again, just to drive home the

point

that the Chiefs really are as bad as their 1-19 record reflects.” KC

Blue Blog says it’s time for Edwards and Carl Peterson to go. Arrowhead

Addict thinks Gunther Cunningham should join them. “I can’t think of

any scenario that plays out where Gunther Cunningham keeps his job,” Double A writes. “Can you? This defense is the worst I have ever seen…EVER!”

Arrowhead Addict should have known it was going to be a bad day. See

this omen: “As we sat and collected our thoughts a red POS Cavalier

with four guys

in it came screeching up next to us. I heard a yell and the door came

crashing open into our van. One of the guys jumped out and promptly

threw up by my door then they all jumped out and disappeared.” What a shitty day.

Like not getting a paycheck is going to stop Hearne Christopher Jr. from

writing his column. Media watcher dude John Landsberg notes the

skeleton-like Star columnist is starting a blog (it’s not live, yet).

Thank, Jesus. How would the uninitiated know the definition of

“tramp stamp“? Christopher promises edgier columns than the daily. I so can’t wait until he writes about “gorilla masks.”

Hard times for Lawrence drug dealers. “Recently, robbers have been targeting casual drug dealers in hopes

of stealing drugs and money — all without much fear that the dealers

will snitch,” the Lawrence Journal-World reports. Fucking economy.

This is the BEST love story ever. EVER. “I tried to practice running to

Luppy in my apartment, but it’s too small and the whole scene was just

so fake,” Erin writes in the tenth installment of the story I hope

never ends. “Wow. I really just told you that I practiced running. I should consider more self-censoring.” Don’t you dare.