Bob Baumhower Sr. was just home from the celebration, his drawl verging on a croon. His son, the Miami Dolphins' nose tacke, was down the road at Roland's with the rest of the world, watching a champagne-soaked replay of their win over the New York Jets.

"I'm 50 years old and this is a big time in my life," his father said. "I told him, 'I'm high. You'll never understand until you haave a son who's the best nose guard in the NFL.'"

Bob Baumhower, the younger, sighed tolerantly, the way sons do. "I guess he's real proud," he said. "I don't like it when people say, "This is so-and-so of the Miami Dolphins.' I'd rather keep a low profile.

"My dad is always saying, "This is my sone, the all-pro nose guard.' I can't stand it."

Baumhower, the only member of the Killer Bees defense selected for the Pro Bowl, the man withthe largest shoe on the team, the owner of a Spanish-speaking parrot name Ralph, is a bit embarrassed to be a name among no-names.

"It makes me uncomfortable being the only one going," he said.

But he is not by any means the only thing the Miami defense has going. The question is: what happens when a swarm of Killer Bees -- one Baumhower, two Blackwoods, one Betters, one Bokamper and one Brudzinski -- meet up with a bunch of Hogs?

"I hope they're allergic to bee stings," he said. "I hope they get bloated and can't move."

Baumhower was named to the Pro Bowl in 1979 and again in 1981-82. Ask him his greatest asset and he says, with characteristic modesty, his height, something over which he has no control.

"Most people think it hurts at my position, but I think it helps," said Baumhower, who is 6-foot-5 and weights 260.

"My greatest flaw is that I tend to worry. It takes away my aggressiveness. I worry about how I'm going to look on film. Maybe I should be making the other guy worry about me."

It is not, he says, the thinking man's position. "I have one split second to react," he said. "If I think too much, I'm dead. If I'm thinking about formations and tendencies, I'm gone. I'm blocked.

"It doesn't take a genius to play nose guard. It's probably the easiest position, aside from kicker."

Baumhower majored in broadcasting at the University of Alabama (he was a second-round draft choice in 1977). Richard Todd, the beleaguered Jets quarterback, is his closest friend. After the game Sunday, they had dinner.

"He was good, considering," Baumhower said. "He said, 'I gotta give you credit. You're the best defense we played all year.'"

Baumhower was in high school in Florida the last time the Dolphins and the Redskins played in the Super Bowl. "I remember Garo (Yepremian), I remeber for the most part Miami dominated, that it wasn't as close as the score," he said. "Of course, maybe, I'm biased."

He remembers center Jeff Bostic from the last time Miami and Washington played in the pre-seasn and Miami won, 24-7. "Yeah, he's sort of a roly-poly kind of guy," he said. "Don't tell him I said that. He's a good center."

He watched the Redskins beat Dallas Saturday and he noticed something else. "We're what the Redskins are to the NFC, the Rodney Dangerfields of football. We've gone through the same things. We don't seem to get any respect.

"Before the San Diego game, all we heard was, 'What are you going to do against that awesome offense? Do you think you can stop them. It's impossible to stop them.' Not, 'Do you think San Diego can attack our defense?'

"The Redskins have a lot of younger players, a lot of people don't know about them. They don't get a lot of respect. It's the same with us."

What happens when two such similar entities collide? "It's probably going to look like a college game," he said. "A lot of emotion, a lot of jumping up and down and have a good time."

A lot more fun, a lot more enthusiastic, he said, than "maybe Dallas and the Raiders."

His father said, "Bob stays excited. I've never seen him down. I'm a realist. He's a realist. But when he gets up, it's not, 'Oh God, I've got to get up;' it's, 'Thank God, it's morning.'"

His son said, "Football players don't have a right to be jaded. They tend to lose sight of reality. People are always telling you how great you are. Football's a game and I'm blessed with the ability to play it. That doesn't mean I'm any better than an accountant."

An admirable prespective on a soggy championship night. And before he went back to enjoy it, he said, "Just tell Joe (Theismann) I hope to meet him ... a few time ... in the backfield."