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October 16, 1994
10-K                                    Creative Writing

    GENERAL PROLOGUE

HERE BEGINS THE BOOK OF THE TALES OF THE SUPER BOWL: When the frigid air of
January has blanketed every treetop and house alike with its gentle
frost; when birds, squirrels, and the like are nowhere to be found
close to home- then folks long to go on trips to temperate sites;
and especially from every corner of the States they travel to
Pasadena every few years, to watch The Super Bowl there; the finals
for the great football season which has entertained them the past
few months.
    One day in that season when I went to Landesman Travel in
Teaneck, ready to reserve a seat on an airline for Pasadena no
matter what it took, I saw a sign for a special offer, half the
price of what I had planned on spending, for a private jet to The
Super Bowl; first seven people served.  As I inquired, I discovered
that I was the seventh and final person.  We were to meet at
terminal 76B at Newark Airport one half hour before scheduled take-
off, 6:30 A.M. Super Bowl Sunday, to check the luggage and make
acquaintances for the ride, which I am going to tell you about.
But, nevertheless, while I have time and space, before I go farther
in this account, it seems reasonable to tell you all about each of
the passengers, as they appeared to me; who they were, and of what
social status, and also what sort of clothes they wore.  And I
shall begin with the Sports Doctor.
    There was among us a Sports Doctor who was a great follower of
the Hippocratic oath, never neglecting any player who believed he
was in need.  He had preformed admirably in the Giants' struggle
for success, during which he had traveled near and far by their
side, keeping the team in greatest health.  Even in this time off
of his, he wishes to be close by their side, front row by the
Giants bench, giving his support, only morally not physically.  He
owns two foreign sports cars( how appropriate for his occupation)
and his dress is most informal for a practicing doctor, just a
buttoned down shirt and slacks.
    Next was an Electrician, who worked quite diligently all week
long and would help his neighbor no matter what hour of day.  But
if it would happen that any person in distress would require his
assistance during the three tense hours of Giants football a week,
on Sunday or even Monday night, he would apologetically decline and
offer his service at the end of the game.  When not at work, the
Electrician would read the sports section of the newspaper or would
watch Sportscenter on cable television.  He was a fine, fat man,
probably due to the excessive amount of beer which he consumed
during the games.  He wore T-shirts which were always tight on him
and jeans just below his gut which exposed some of himself when he
bent over to perform some task.
    There was also a Student who was simple and was an
underachiever at his community college which he rarely attended.
He was encouraged by his parents to enjoy his youth so he set no
goals for himself for the future.  His father got him tickets to
many important Giants football games, including The Super Bowl.  He
loved the Giants and watched all the rest of the games on
television.  He wore whatever was around, usually a casual shirt
and jeans.
    With him was his Girlfriend who was innocent and knew little
about the game.  The extent of her knowledge was that there are a
bunch of guys in tight pants who throw and kick an oblong ball.
Yet she enjoyed watching the games with the Student because of the
expressions of joy she received from him when the Giants were
successful in winning the game.  She wore tight casual clothes,
simple earrings, and light make-up.
    The young Pharmacist was very popular and wasn't afraid to
take a risk.  He wasn't a true pharmacist but was called this
because he supplied people with drugs to make them feel better.  He
didn't care much for football but received the tickets as payment
for a smoking drug from a man who gave these away rather than
having both of his arms broken.  He had dark black skin and wore
flashy clothes, his pants usually were quite low.
    There was a very serious Lawyer among us.  He was constantly
engrossed in his work and very dedicated to his firm.  He won the
tickets from a raffle, but I'm sure he would have preferred a new
briefcase, his old one was beginning to fall apart because he took
it everywhere with him.  He would sometimes watch football when he
was a child but has had nothing to do with it since then.  He did
have some vacation days to take off from work and it was a good
time to go to California anyway.  He always wore a black suit and
his tie was never mussed.
    Now I have told you about the status, dress, and the number of
these passengers and why this group met at the airport which was in
Newark.  But now I must tell you what we did at the airport and
afterwards I will tell you about the trip.  But I ask you to
forgive me for any vulgarity because I speak colloquially telling
you the statements and actions of these people, if not directly
quote them.  Also forgive me for not arranging the people in
authoritative importance as it should be.
    Our Pilot made us all comfortable.  He is a worthy pilot, and
is witty, charming, and handsome.  After we had paid our round trip
fair, he boarded us onto the jet.  He then addressed us on the
loudspeaker" Attention, lady and gentlemen, this is pilot speaking.
 Welcome aboard the private non-stop trip to Pasadena.  Due to some
technical difficulties, there will be no on-flight movie.  To make
your flight a little more enjoyable, I'd like to make a suggestion.
 Each passenger will tell two tales each flight and the person who
tells the best will receive a meal paid for by the others in the
airport restaurant when we return to Newark.  If you all agree,
please pick a lot from a hat and the one who picks the paper with a
'1' on it will start off.  Enjoy your flight."  We immediately drew
a lot and the Sports Doctor picked the paper with the '1' on it,
which made everyone happy, so he had to tell his tale first.  Since
he realized he had to go first he said " Well, since I must start
the game, I welcome the decision.  Let's start the trip and listen
to what I say."
    And with that, the plane took off, and the Sports Doctor
readily began his tale and spoke this way.