In our never ending celebration of players who are no longer members of the Kansas City Chiefs, we say goodbye to yet another player who was purged from the Chiefs on the first day of free agency.
Today, we say so long to run-stopping specialist Tyson Jackson.
What is a championship defense without a man who can stop the run? A team without a third overall selection who leads his teammates to glory and success? Who are the Chiefs without Tyson Jackson?
Nothing, I dare say. Nothing.
The heart and soul of the Kansas City Chiefs was plucked from the franchise’s chest on “Red Tuesday” when the evil Atlanta Falcons lured away our hero with promises of fame and fortune. Defector Scott Pioli seized Jackson upon his first opportunity. The weak John Dorsey was out-flanked, out-maneuvered by the masterful Pioli. The Chiefs never stood a chance of retaining the soul of their defense.
Behold the production of the great Tyson Jackson:
Five seasons. 74 games. Nine sacks. 38 quarterback pressures. 11 pass defended.
How will the Chiefs be able to carry on without a soul? Who replaces Jackson’s sterling numbers? We are doomed.
How great is his leadership! How great is his passion! Behold, Jackson in all his glory!
This cannot be replaced. Never. Not in a thousand generations. All hope, I fear, is lost.
So long, Tyson Jackson. As you leave for Atlanta, so do the chances of the Chiefs ever being good again. If only there were a way we could turn back time and retain our greatest talent.