Super Bowl IX: Walking To New Orleans

Underdog Pittsburgh won Super Bowl IX 16-6 and when it was over it seemed to me that all 80,997 fans at Tulane Stadium¬† tried to exit by the same gate — my gate.

super bowl IXBrother Dave and I were jammed together tighter than Dick’s hat band, like Saturday night on the midway of the N.C. State Fair, times two.

Dave and I emerged from the stadium side by side but we didn’t stay that way long. His stream of people was slightly faster than my stream. In a minute we were a few yards apart, then 20 yards –there was nothing I could do — and then he was gone.

Full house at Tulane Stadium
Full house at Tulane Stadium

This was a problem, because I didn’t know the number on our charter bus.¬†¬†I hadn’t paid attention when the number was announced because I didn’t think I needed to. I was with Dave. But maybe I could figure it out. I mean, how many buses could there be?

How many? Try hundreds. No, try hundreds and hundreds.

Rows of chartered buses were lined up around the stadium and I had no idea which one was mine.

There was a municipal bus strike in New Orleans at the time which meant no city buses and no cabs, at least, none at the stadium. At that point I had two choices: sit down on the sidewalk and boo-hoo or walk umpteen miles back to our hotel in downtown New Orleans.

I started walking.

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