MIAMI, that lotus land of sun, sand, surf and swimming pools, is also a city of golf and mah-jongg, of Shecky Greene and Liza Minnellia high-rolling town where lacquered young ladies comb the bars along Collins Avenue through the long, hot winter, trading favors for bread. It is an unlikely kind of football town. Who thinks of apple-cheeked American youth playing a fast game of touch on Jackie Gleason Drive or Arthur Godfrey Road? Who would expect hoarse cries of "Dee-fense! Dee-fense!" from a bathing-suit salesman dressed in a robin's-egg blue sports...
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