Today is Alumni Day at SDSU. Some 100 former Aztecs—Gwynn, Meacham, Smith and Black among them—are gearing up for a game against the varsity. It is, without doubt, Dietz's favorite game. And he stages it every year, come hell or high water. But on this raw February day heavy rains have left Smith Field looking like a tidal pool.
Dietz is undaunted. He has been up since 6 a.m. making calls, yelling at the varsity to dig those drainage ditches deeper, fill those coffee cans faster. Still, it's Mud City.
Dietz quietly repairs to his office. He thumbs the Rolodex. It's time for one last call.
An hour later, a distant helicopter comes into view, on the way to dry Smith Field with its downdraft.