Returning, Brady said, "Know my name in this movie? Clip Sakalakis. You know something else? It's easier to pronounce than Ara Parseghian."
Richard Crenna, who wore Levi's and a white T shirt that said I WILL NOT on the front, explained that he knew a lot about sports—plays golf, roots for USC, portrayed Daffy Dean in The Pride of St. Louis
. A dancer named Teri or Lori or Micki or Sandi injected a note of gossip when she said, "Did you hear that Bill Eckhardt [the unit manager] fired the slaves? They wanted to take a shower."
Following the laughter, Crenna said with a twang, "I been afearin' a range war. The sheepmen tore down our fence. It don't look good at all."
Peter Ustinov wore a yellow terry-cloth robe and a large sombrero. He chatted with columnists, drew caricatures of cast members on scratch paper, talked of his favorite sport, tennis, and sports car racing, his second favorite. "I've only seen American football on television," he said. "But I have the feeling it isn't as rugged a sport as Rugby. They don't wear so much protective padding in the British Isles. In fact, I believe they've discovered it's one way to hold down the population."
Presently the population on the sidelines was increased by the appearance of a slow-moving, shapely female figure in snug dungarees, coolie hat, yellow silk blouse, sandals, sunglasses and beer can.
As the young woman approached, a prostrate Notre Dame player held up his hand from the grass and said, "May I?"
"May you what?"
"Kiss you, of course," said the player.
"Have you got that much time?" said Shirley MacLaine, gliding past to take up residence in a patch of shade by a trailer.
There, she flopped down and talked with a stand-in, showing as much interest as she did when talking to an important, shirtless columnist about a variety of subjects that included Vietnam, football, travel, booze, politics, Mexican food, Barbra Streisand, the ballet and herself.