Curse is in session

Ian Taylor, Sports Editor

At this particular moment, I am ready and willing to admit that sports curses are undoubtedly true. Looking back at the Sox and the Cubs, two of the most notorious clubs suffering curses, I now see similar traits, or at least a laundry list of unexplained occurrences.

From the balls between the legs to fan interference, the only thing that makes sense is that none of it makes sense. And as the years of struggle pass by, the curse mantra consumes an organization like a plague of mistrust.

Was it the bat, was it the ball, or was the grass too long? Question after question, the sports gods never feel the need to answer.

But at this current juncture in sport, I see my newfound curse in the distance, wearing a Kansas City Chiefs jersey.

Now, in this case there is no black cat or bloody sock to constitute as a patsy; this is just rough and tough futility. Years of ESPN “none-love” and anonymity all intertwined to deprive fans of anything resembling a potential dynasty — that, along with some thrilling rides that ended with red and yellow broken hearts.

So what brings the curse claim to light now, you might ask. Answer: the alarming slew of catastrophic injuries to any and every member of the team with the Pro Bowl badge next to their photos on Wikipedia.

What is going on? Is the field lined with the wings of fallen injury bugs?

All I know is that Derrick Johnson and Mike Devito blowing out their Achilles in the same game may be the most bizarre thing I have ever seen. At the end of the season, I imagine the list of total player suffering similar fates won’t top 10, but the Chiefs lose two starters from it in the same half.

Now, following Sunday’s effort in Denver, the Chiefs suffer the loss of two more irreplaceable pieces. Jamaal Charles and Eric Berry — arguably the best safety in the league — now add their names to the injury report, one that has to be running out of open spaces at this point.

I understand the balancing of seasons past — I get that. But this seems alarmingly overboard. Literally losing five of the best players on your team, all starters at least, to impairment within the opening two games, a pair of which will be rocking booties for the remainder of the year — you see my point here. If the curse word was ever valid, the last 43 years for the Chiefs sets a pretty fair example.

Still, with a good curse surely comes a good ending, made pretty obvious by the BoSox not many moons ago. But for some of us that live and die play after play, the fairy tale can never end soon enough. But after an 0-2 start, it looks like this year will be another uphill battle.