By now, if you're a Kansas City Chiefs fan, free agency probably has you reading this from an iPhone next to a watered-down Jack and Coke, laying just below a muffled bar speaker blaring some sulky Kenny G ballad. (How that man became an international sensation is, and always will be, beyond me. But to each his own.)
Despite what the Twitterverse—which, as we all know, is so insightful and uplifting—would lead you to believe, life as you know it isn't about to undergo a sea change, and there are still Day 1 contributors left on the open market.
But the former is because Denver knows that Peyton Manning's career has one to two more years' worth of juice left to siphon. That being the case, at this rate, the next free agent who visits is bound to watch Elway barge into the room like Oprah, emphatically yelling, "Look under your seattt!" to unveil a back-loaded contract.
The other nuisance stems from the fact that, judging by Weinberg's track record, he would swap his first-born's baby scrapbook for stock tips. Knowing very little about the man, but gauging by his past experiences, I'm confident his doomsday bunker consists of Swiss-made bottled waters, a signed copy of Don't Hassel the Hoff and enough hair gel to give John Calipari an inferiority complex.
Remember, despite the plethora of moving parts—an unfamiliar coaching staff integrating a foreign scheme with a newly acquired quarterback—the Chiefs finished No. 6 in scoring offense (29.6 points per game) last season. The core of that offense, the same one that posted 513 yards on Wild Card Weekend, still remains intact.
Nevertheless, perfection eludes all 32 teams, but five free agents can further Kansas City's cause.