Kansas City opened the preseason hunting for three-peat clarity and instead got a gut check: a veteran voice in the secondary taken off the field, towel over his head, with Andy Reid leaning in for a quiet word as the cart rolled away. It was a non-contact moment that stopped the sideline cold, the kind that flips a camp narrative from “who wins the last 53-man spots?” to “how fast can you recalibrate the safety room without losing special teams juice or disguise on the back end?”.
Before the diagnosis became final, the signs were there, the misstep, the immediate collapse, the hush across the bench, and the context made it sting more: Deon Bush had stacked a strong camp and was tracking for one of those late-August calls that reward pros who do the dirty work on teams and dime. The