On a sunny day in Santa Cruz, wildly windy day in Miami, the half time score was Raiders 23 - Dolphins 7. Marcus Allen, back from an injured ankle, was super-human, dominating a second quarter drive and then leaping over Miami defenders to score his 61st touchdown. "I went to Penn State because of Chris' Dad, Hall of Fame soccer hero, Walter Bahr." Jack had arrived just in time to watch Chris Bahr kick his third field goal (40 yards near the end of the second quarter). "I thought," he told Griff, "that Chris, with whom I played at Penn State, would stay with soccer when he won Rookie of the Year award playing for the Atoms in the North American Soccer League, but instead he signed with the Bengals as a placekicker and now he's a Raider."

"Ok, so Chris has to spend more time on the bench than would happen in soccer, but when the offense screws up near the end zone, it's good to know that a call to Chris Bahr will invariably result in three points," Griff responded. "Two Field Goals and three for three extra points in Super Bowl XV, one for 46 yards; a closing Field Goal and five for five extra points in Super Bowl XVIII." Noticing that she was not included in the conversation, and that the barbeque grill was ready, Caydance threw on hamburgers, assembled accompaniments -- while fragments of conversation drifted in from the living area.

"...and then when Chris and his brother Matt became placekickers in the NFL, Dad became increasingly irritated with me."
"After it was became apparent that hockey was not cool in the Central Valley, my Mother, who is a Canadian figure skater, wanted me to play soccer..."
"Whoa... is Genevieve McGuire your Mother?"