KANSAS CITY, Mo. — A little before noon Wednesday, I walked toward the corner of Grand Boulevard and Pershing Road, the final turn of yet another Chiefs Super Bowl parade in downtown Kansas City. There were two kids in front my colleague, Vahe Gregorian, and me, and they spent most of a cloudless, 65-degree day playfully wrestling with each other, older sister with the upper hand on her younger brother. When those bright red double-decker buses approached the corner, their parents would yell for their attention and they’d hop, one each, onto Mom and Dad’s shoulders. The parents wanted to ensur…
