If Fay's original plan had worked out, the 27th America's Cup would have concluded last week. The old silver ewer might now have been on its way to the Mercury Bay Boating Club in Whitianga, New Zealand, where members would have had to build a clubhouse to display it, because all they have now is a 1956 Ford Zephyr, in which the racing secretary sometimes stores her signal flags. Or the Cup might now have been put back in its glass case at the SDYC, awaiting the 1991 yachting spectacle that San Diego boosters had in mind before those pesky Kiwis torpedoed their party.
Further, if the SDYC had not, by way of the "mutual consent" clause, shut out of the competition other countries who were once interested in racing the big boats—Australia, Japan and England—a grand new era in Cup racing might now be underway. Watching New Zealand head out onto San Diego Bay these early summer days, one can't help thinking that, at least for now, a wonderful opportunity has been missed.