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Ladies and Gentlemen.
I should’ve been reporting today, but I’ve been in meetings all day brainstorming ideas for a name for a San Diego airport if it is ever moved from Lindbergh Field.
I have no doubts. We should name it after San Diego’s most famous son.
San Diego Chicken International Airport.
Seriously.
At the risk of offending huge swaths of the population, is there anyone from San Diego who is more famous than the San Diego Chicken? He’s in the Sports Mascot Hall of Fame, for crying out loud.
He’s been to the White House. He’s appeared in two WrestleManias (although Pete Rose was once hiding inside the costume.)
And according to Wikipedia:
Early in the first Holiday Bowl, uninformed security guards attempted to eject the chicken from the field. He sat defiantly on the sidelines as the mistake was ironed-out. Meanwhile, as Brigham Young University was working their way through the red zone for a touchdown the crowd was chanting “we want the chicken.”
Clearly they were talking about the airport issue. It’s been around for 50 years, after all.
The Sporting News named the San Diego Chicken one of the 100 most powerful people in sports in the 20th century, Wikipedia reports.
Isn’t it time we named an airport after him?
On a more serious note, I’ve had a blast hosting Café San Diego today. Thanks to the readers who participated. If anyone has any lingering airport questions before the Tuesday vote, just e-mail me and I’ll try to dig up an answer. And don’t forget to vote!