Quarterbacking the Chiefs was Steve Bono — the latest in an endless line of ex-Niners signal-callers to eventually wind up in Kansas City and a man, who, to put it nicely, had his legs account for 0.0 percent of his presence in the NFL. And yet he ripped off a near-unprecedented, extraordinary touchdown run that was really just going on a lovely stroll with a pal for what felt like eternity.
How did an NFL defense composed of 11 freakish athletes allow this to a man whose athletic exploits would ordinarily translate to nothing more than competitive mall-walking? Well, it starts with a head coach who was so aggressive that he once slugged another coach ... from his own team. Welcome to Dorktown!