I've gotta laugh when I hear the network hype for the Chiefs-Packers game as a "rematch of Super Bowl I." (And not just because I'm so damn old that I remember the game!)
First off, that game wasn't even called The Super Bowl, but the awkwardly-titled "AFL-NFL World Championship Game."
It wasn't anywhere near a sellout. The game only drew a little over 60,000 fans to the cavernous 90,000-plus L.A. Coliseum.
The halftime show was bereft of any pop, rock, R&B, country or rap stars, but instead featured the Grambling State and Arizona marching bands, and rotund New Orleans jazz trumpeter Al Hirt (who had no wardrobe malfunctions, thank God).
The Packers were the better team by far that day, but I suffered one final indignity many years later...I found myself working part-time for a company owned by ex-Green Bay defensive end Willie Davis, who helped shut down the Chiefs offense. To make things worse, a year later he sold our company to another outfit without giving any of us advance notice, and we found ourselves out of a job.
Things worked out okay for me, but it made me even more of a Packer-hater than before.
Oh well...GO CHIEFS !!!