By
Craig MacDonald
One of the most watched events in the world is Sunday's
Super Bowl Game between the New England Patriots and
Atlanta Falcons in Houston. San Diego has hosted three
Super Bowls but nobody knows if there will be any more
such spectacles there since the San Diego Chargers have
left to become the Los Angeles Chargers.
All the media hoopla made me recall attending a Charger
contest at old San Diego Stadium, where I happened to
sit next to a woman from Iceland, who was attending her
very first game.
Olga had no knowledge of the sport and she seemed
confused by what was happening on the field. She saw
these gigantic monsters, dressed in funny clothes,
jumping up and down on the gridiron.
When I gave her my binoculars, Olga was relieved to
discover these were merely young, energetic men in short
pants, shoulder pads and padded shirts.
She became puzzled, however, when she spotted two
players hugging in what was called the End Zone. My new
friend asked about the two peculiar men dressed in
striped pajamas, who ran around the field, waving their
arms and tooting whistles. She was curious as to why
these active fellows threw their handkerchiefs on the
ground, then pranced around.
Olga said she played "keep away" as a small girl and
wondered if football was a similar sport. "After all,"
she told me, "nobody seems to want the ball."
I can see how she thought that. One chap quickly bent
over, pushed the brown pigskin through his legs to a lad
standing behind him. This guy then turned to his right
and thrust the ball into the belly of a man running
behind him. Then, the player with the ball suddenly
threw it as far as he could and another player leaped to
catch it, while an opposing man tried in vain to bat it
away. The receiver then tucked the ball under his chest,
as if embarrassed to be seen with it.
Once into the End Zone, he threw the ball into the
ground and leaped up into the hands of adoring fans.
"How odd," Olga said. She got caught up in all the
roaring crowd and enjoyed sharing in the jubilation.
"When is the next game?" she asked. This 82-year-old
Icelander had become a Super Football Fan.
(Editor's Note: In 1978, C. MacDonald covered a Major
League Baseball All Star Game at San Diego Stadium with
Jack Murphy, Sport's Editor of The San Diego Union. The
next morning Jack's article on the game appeared on the
newspaper's cover, along with C. MacDonald's story on
the ticket scalpers in front of the stadium, which would
later be named "Jack Murphy Stadium." Jack had helped in
its creation.)