Katy Jackson, a 29-year-old Kansas City native, spent more than a year in quarantine, afraid to catch coronavirus and pass it on to her ailing mother. As days in isolation became weeks and the weeks became months, Jackson relied on the Chiefs as a form of remedy.
Shortly into a season dubbed “Run it Back,” she began a scrapbook by the same title, printing out Chiefs articles and gluing them to decorative pages. Inside the book, the final week of the season remained blank for a month — it was March before she finally sat at the kitchen countertop and completed the project.
“There are some articles,” she said, “that I still wish weren’t in there.”
After the Chiefs spent 50 years mostly immaterial in the national pro football conversation, a transcendent quarterback positioned them on the doorstep of a second straight Super Bowl — and as the NFL’s next dynasty.