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Except for the coaching brothers, today’s Super Bowl lacks excitement. It will never live up to the build-up to the first Super Bowl, played in the Los Angeles Coliseum in 1967. After watching the game, my neighborhood friends replayed the Green Bay Packers’ lopsided 35-10 win over the Kansas City Chiefs across two north Norman front yards.
We were not on the city’s water or sewer systems yet so the septic tank laterals served as our yardage markers, the streets and houses were out of bounds and black-top driveways became the end zones.
It was January but still warm enough to play shirts and skins. If my memory serves me, it seems like Gary Duncan, playing the role of Green Bay’s Bart Starr, tossed a Hail Mary pass into the end zone (our neighbor’s driveway) to Paul Russell to win it for the shirts.
To the victors went a box of Dreamsicles and a year to brag. It doesn’t get much better than that.