Leave it to the nice people to suddenly come out of the woodwork and make the rest of us feel bad.
I waited two whole days before planting my foot triumphantly on the rotting corpse of Carl Peterson's tenure as Chiefs' GM/President/CEO/Saboteur and merely asking for tears not to be shed as justice had indeed been done.
But then nice people, draped in the flag of nostalgia, start saying nice things about Carl Peterson, reminding everyone that Peterson is largely responsible for everything good about the Chiefs in the last twenty years.
Jerks.
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