Just a few hours before kickoff. Not a big deal here: there isn’t a nacho, buffalo wing or tub of guacamole to be found at Rancho Retro. I’m rooting for New Orleans, America’s NEW Team, because I am weary to exhaustion with the Cowboys. All they need is George Steinbrenner to make them utterly insufferable.
Here are my Super Bowl Sunday tips:
a) If you’re here in SoCal and you’re a golfer, GRAB YOUR CLUBS. For many years, I made it a regular practice to head for the links on S.B. Sunday. You can walk onto any course in Los Angeles and be on the first tee as fast as they can process your credit card. Add to this the fact that the pro golfers are finishing the tournament at Riviera in Los Angeles, which removes even the hard-core golf fans from your competition, and I’m betting the courses are empty.
$35 at any LA County course, and that includes the utterly stupendous Los Verdes course, one of the world’s great ocean-view courses, and it’s public (link HERE), the same $35 fee. You won’t finish your round by dark, but Santa Catalina Island is visible today, and you’ll have spectacular views. If not there, any of the county courses will do, and there are great views of the snow-covered San Gabriels today under blue skies following 2 days of rain. The low spots will be a bit soggy, but that’s why you spent all that money on those special shoes, after all.
b) Do any other errands that don’t involve places with TV screens. Just be careful driving around. A few individuals may have started their post-game celebrations a bit early. Watch those intersections.
c) If you must go to the grocery store, don’t try the express line. You’ll be in front of someone who’s got whatever number of cases of beer, nachos and guacamole gets them under the limit, and they’ll be hot to get checked-out and back to the house before the kickoff.
I only wish we still had John Facenda, the Voice of God, to narrate in those awesome tones … “the frozen tundra”! Rest in peace, John.
© 2013 Brad Nixon