SAN DIEGO -- The predictable, patented formula for an early Super Bowl column
is for the writer to fly into town and immediately rip the host city. You
won't read that here though. How could I? It's San Diego. As soon as I
landed here Sunday, I made my way to the bar at the famous Hotel Del
Coronado, arriving just in time to watch the Raiders score 10 quick points to
take a lead they would never surrender, glance westward at the sun setting
over the Pacific and offer a small salute to the ...