Talking football with Mad Max...

I just want to talk football with him, see if I can finally get his mind off dystopia:

"What now?"

He tells me he's not going to answer when I call because it's annoying, he still answers.

"Mad Max, look, I didn't call to discuss politics with you. Would it be possible for us to chat about football for a while? I know it's not high on your priority list, it use to be though. Let's pretend there's a normal season upcoming. Do you think the Chiefs will run it back?"

His answer is surprisingly pleasant, "I will go to fantasy land with you and pretend there's going to be a season. They have all the tools and jumping Jesus do they ever have a quarterback boy!"

"You better believe they got the quarterback. Just having him makes me think another parade is coming," adding with exuberance, "Mad Max, I have another question for you."

"What?"

"Do you know what the greatest day in Chief's football history is?"

"You already told me this one. I have it memorized. April 27th, 2017, its the day they drafted Mahomes."

"You better believe it boy! Back to back motherfucker!"

"You really know how to get a guy in a good mood."

"I want you to give dystopia a break for a minute good buddy. Everyone knows you're prepared. You still got to hold out some hope that things will eventually return to normal."

"There's where you & I differ. The reset button has been punched for real this time. The new normal will be chaos."

It's good to add levity when dealing with him.

"Did I tell you the newest conspiracy theory making the rounds among fans?"

"No," he replies.

"See, a number of them believe the Reckoning is brought upon by the Chiefs' first title in fifty years. It's been a running joke for years, at least I thought it was a joke. A majority of fans were not born yet last time they won the title. Long story short is no one thought it would ever happen and then when it did things went to hell shortly after, thus the Reckoning theory of a Chief's fan begins to seem plausible."

"Things did go to hell," he replies.

"I know it sounds illogical. Maybe there is some logic to it. Dad says anyone who thinks it is nothing more than coincidental is a fool. What do you think?"

"I agree with your dad. The shit house was bound to catch fire whether the Chiefs won a Super Bowl title or not. The unfortunate thing is we won't get to see them run it back because of this corona virus bullshit."

"That's not for sure yet, the NFL is a resilient corporation. They understand how much football means to America. I bet they......."

He interrupts before I'm able to finish my thoughts.

"Do you remember me telling you about being woke?"

"I do," is my answer.

"It's time for you to get woke. There isn't going to be a football season. We will miss the chance of seeing the Chiefs run it back. The quicker you come to grips with it the easier it will be for you to move on. Get fucking woke soon, please," he then hangs the phone up without saying goodbye.