One tends to think of the Super Bowl as a ponderous institution, which is Roman numeraled as are British potentates or world wars. Many Super Bowl moments people reflect back on aren't the big plays or the glamorous efforts, but rather the colorful post game happenings.
Sometimes these moments were pivotal and at times they were entirely irrelevant, at least for the game's outcome. One of the most remembered moments in Super Bowl history was the New York Jets unbelievable upset over the Baltimore Colts as well as one evening in downstate Florida.
Arms, legs and sticky fingers are usually the crucial body parts used in the Super Bowl. In 1969 a mouth belonging to Joe Namath was the important organ. Broadway Joe kept confidently promising the media that his New York Jets would upset heavily favored Baltimore of the NFL. All that bragging might have set up New York for a terrible embarrassment had it lost, but Namath's words merely took away some of the Colts edge, as well as belittling them in the process.
Namath's verbal assault came on Tuesday evening, the week of Super Sunday, when he and his roommate, Jim Hudson, went to Fazio's, a Fort Lauderdale night spot for dinner and drinks. As the evening came to a close on Super Bowl Wednesday morning, Namath's raps grew louder. What Broadway Joe's intoxicated speech covered was how Baltimore would be overwhelmed by the Jets on Sunday. At the other end of the bar Namath's words were being caught by an interested party, Baltimore's Lou Micheals.
Micheals swallowed hard. A person weighing 259 pounds and sporting the NFL experience he had can swallow very hard. But pride was at stake, not only for Baltimore but also for the NFL, whose members chanted of the American Football League's inferiority to it's big brother. Lou Micheals rose to the bait and swallowed it hook, line and sinker.
Soon the Colts placekicker had not only acknowledged Namath's presence, but started throwing slurs back at Broadway Joe. "Namath, you have a big mouth," Micheals said. The exchange of words continued as tension mounted. A crowd gathered just as Micheals was ready to rush the passer. The crowd expected action.
But Namath had poise. AFL respectability hadn't been acquired by a lack of common sense. Namath eluded Micheals at the last possible moment by saying, "Let's have another drink. Everything's on me." Lou accepted Broadway's offer. Everything but the joke was on Namath. The Colts had allowed themselves to get hot and bothered over a young quarterback who was even better then he professed.
Two exotic dancers have appeared in Super Bowls. At New Orleans in 1975, Sandra Sexton from a Bourbon Street club ran on to the field wearing white heeled boots and a mink coat. She then took off the mink, revealing a 42-24-42 form. Then she started jogging around the field. Two security guards tried to catch her after a short chase, but what an second effort. She broke away again, was apprehended a second time and then was escorted out of the Sugar Bowl. In that little jaunt, Sandra gained more yardage on the ground naked than the Minnesota Vikings tallied all afternoon in full pads against the Pittsburgh Steelers.
The 1976 Super Bowl crowd witnessed Bambi Brown of Atlanta. It was early in the fourth quarter at Miami's Orange Bowl with the Dallas Cowboys leading Pittsburgh, 10-7. Tackle Rayfield Wright of Dallas was in the Cowboys huddle when a woman dashed in the middle of the circle. She was wearing an extremely loose outfit with stripped pants and a cowboy hat. Believe it or not she kept the outfit on.
She did remove a silver chain from her ankle however and gave it to Wright saying, "This will give you good luck." Wright threw the chain away. He didn't believe in superstition. Two plays after Bambi's disappearance, the Steelers blocked a punt for a safety. Then shortly after that, Pittsburgh went ahead for good. "Maybe I should have held on to that damn charm," Wright said. But Sandra Sexton proved in 1975 that a stripteasers charms aren't easy to hold.
Those moments are part of the Super Bowl past. One never knows whether we can expect moments as exciting when Philadelphia and Oakland clash in Super Bowl XV in the Louisiana Superdome for football's world championship. But this guy does.
Hey there. I'm Rick Coe and thanks for stumbling on to my blog which contains columns I wrote while working for the now defunct Kellogg Evening News which was located in Kellogg, Idaho.