A star WR who knows how to leave an audience wanting more. In Kansas City, he was supposed to be the speedster who gave Patrick Mahomes another deep-ball weapon. Instead, his 2024 season played out like a film with an extended intermission—flashes of brilliance, a brutal injury, and an ending that never quite arrived. Now, free agency looms. The Chiefs are waiting for a sequel that might not come.

A guy for whom, in Patrick Mahomes‘ words, “The sky is the liit”. One cryptic tweet from him sent fans spiraling. Was this a tease? A goodbye? Or just another plot twist in a career that’s never lacked drama? The uncertainty comes at the worst time for KC, with rumors swirling that the Buffalo Bills—Mahomes’ biggest AFC rivals—are lurking, eager to rewrite Hollywood’s script.

That’s right, we’re referring to Marquise “Hollywood” Brown whose 2024 season was a Netflix limited series. Two games, 9 catches, 91 yards, and a dislocated sternoclavicular joint (translation: his shoulder tried to escape his body). Cue the collective panic in Kansas City, where Brown’s future hangs like a Hail Mary pass in overtime. The speedy WR, who inked a one-year, $7M “prove-it” deal with the Chiefs last March, is now a free agent—and the mafia is lurking like a linebacker in the shadows for Mahomes’ favorite WR.

“I Guess We’ll See,” Brown tweeted back at a Chiefs fan begging him to re-sign, dropping a Saturday Night Live GIF so cryptic it’d make CIA analysts sweat. The Chiefs activated his 21-day return window in December, teasing fans with hope, but Hollywood’s Hollywood-ending never came.

Rewind to March 2024: Brown signed with Kansas City to chase rings and targets, but fate threw a plot twist. That preseason injury? A dislocated joint so gnarly it required surgery. Yet, true to his nickname (shoutout to sportscaster Gus Johnson), Hollywood stayed camera-ready. “I 100% knew we were going to win,” he’d said during his Ravens days, and even in KC’s 2025 AFC Championship win over Buffalo, he gutted out 3 catches for 35 yards.

But stats don’t lie—this wasn’t the blockbuster season anyone hoped for. Still, Brown’s résumé glimmers: 3,735 career yards, 28 TDs, and a 126 mph speeding ticket (yikes, Arizona cops). He’s the human embodiment of Fast & Furious, minus the family BBQ scenes. And the Chiefs Kingdom adored him—when healthy. But here’s the rub: KC’s offense runs smoother than Travis Kelce’s podcast cadence, and Brown’s $11M incentive-laden deal was a bargain-bin steal.

Having to let him walk? That’s like trading Patrick Mahomes for a fax machine and some Walmart coupons.

Mafia vs. Kingdom: A rivalry bridge to cross for Hollywood Brown?

Now, with Josh Allen on record saying “he’d love to play with him” (per ESPN), and McDermott’s Bills hungry for a deep threat, KC’s gotta ask: Is this a breakup… or just a dramatic pause. Yet, Buffalo’s calling. Josh Allen—the Josh Allen, MVP and certified mountain of a QB—is reportedly whispering sweet nothings into Brown’s DMs. “We’d love to have him,” sources say Allen’s camp cooed. Imagine Hollywood streaking downfield while Allen chucks 70-yard moonshots.

It’s Top Gun: Maverick meets Madden cheat codes. But McDermott, the Bills’ stoic HC who’s turned Buffalo from “Bills Mafia” meme lords into AFC East overlords (five straight division titles, baby), isn’t one for grand gestures. He’s more The Godfather: quiet, calculating, and ready to pounce.

Let’s talk traditions, because NFL fandom isn’t just games—it’s religion. In Buffalo, tailgates feature fans body-slamming through folding tables like WWE rejects (“Bills Mafia” isn’t a fanbase, it’s a lifestyle). Their pre-game “ketchup ceremony”? They drench a dude named Pinto Ron in condiments. Meanwhile, in KC, Arrowhead Stadium’s “Sea of Red” chants so loud they’ve registered on Richter scales. Tailgates? Think brisket so tender it’ll make you cry, paired with a side of “I believe” chants.

Brown thrived in this chaos. At OU, he played alongside CeeDee Lamb, quipping, “It’s not about the targets; it’s about what type of targets.” Translation: Gimme the damn ball in space. But in KC’s egalitarian offense, even Kelce has to share. Buffalo, though? They’ve got Stefon Diggs’ ghost (traded to Houston) and Gabe Davis’ inconsistency. Enter Hollywood: a 4.3-speed WR who could turn Allen’s arm into a highlight reel.

But McDermott’s no rom-com lead. The man who once wrestled national prep titles and beat skin cancer doesn’t gamble—he strategizes. At the 2025 Combine, he preached “developing younger players” but left the door cracked for a “veteran WR” splash. Meanwhile, Chiefs GM Brett Veach is sweating harder than a rookie in Mahomes’ QB camp. Losing Brown wouldn’t just sting—it’d fuel a Bills team that’s lost three straight playoff heartbreakers to KC.

Hollywood Brown’s free agency isn’t just a contract drama—it’s a potential AFC arms race. For KC, re-signing him is about protecting Mahomes’ arsenal and keeping the Chiefs’ ‘dynasty’ narrative alive. For Buffalo, it’s about finally slaying the Mahomes dragon. Brown’s tweet? A masterclass in suspense. But in the NFL, loyalty’s as fleeting as a halftime lead.

As McDermott would say: “No days off.” And for Hollywood Brown? The sequel’s yours to write. Lights, camera, negotiate. 🎬