Whether or not you’re ready, here comes Super Bowl

Judy is on vacation this week — she’ll be back next week with a fresh menu of tales from her cruise. Meanwhile, we’re rerunning last year’s Super Bowl column, in which her husband, Jerry, suggested that she write about Sid Luckman.

Sid Luckman? I asked. “Was he an old friend of yours I never heard of, or is this going to be a never heard of story you pulled out of your Jerry-tool kit?”

“Yes, one of those stories. We were able to sit in his seats, in the ’80s on the 50 yard line, first row right behind the Giants’ bench,” Jerry responded. (An aside to women who are not into football: Those seats is equivalent to standing in a pair of Louboutins or better yet wearing a custom tailored Channel evening gown. The seats don’t get better than those.)

I heard all about how he, his son Yoni and daughter Elana, were so close to the players, they got to speak to Laurence Taylor, Phil Simms and Mark Bavaro through the game. (Ladies and gents, to those who don’t follow football, let’s just say that would be like hobnobbing with the likes of Sinatra, Brad Pitt, George Clooney, Liz Taylor and Sophia Vargara.)

“You were able to afford those tickets?” I inquired. Jerry replied, “No, I went for free. A friend of mine knew Sid Luckman and I was given his seats from time to time.”

So there I was on my computer looking up Sid Luckman.

Even though Luckman played for the Chicago Bears, the Mara family, which owns the Giants, was so impressed by Luckman that they gave him lifetime seats. He was the greatest Jewish observant NFL and college football quarterback and is in the Hall of Fame. He won four championships, was the leader of the Bear’s Monsters of the Midway, and dominated the NFL throughout his career. He would unquestionably make any postcard or pamphlet depicting famous Jewish athletes (see movie Airplane to understand what I’m talking about).