Not Just Another Dyed-in-Wool Ram Fan : Football: Fillmore’s Moore has been the team’s No. 1 backer since 1946.

Of all the dates to remember in August--his 82nd birthday, his 59th wedding anniversary--C.C. Moore has this Saturday indelibly imprinted in his brain: the Rams’ exhibition home opener against the San Diego Chargers at Anaheim Stadium.

A season ticket-holder since the Rams moved to L.A. from Cleveland in 1946, Moore is looking forward to his 48th consecutive year with season tickets. He has missed just nine of their 477 home games--including exhibition, regular and postseason.

“I’m the Rams’ No. 1 fan,” declared Moore, a retired bakery executive.

Moore’s fanaticism goes beyond his .981 attendance record. His large, sprawling trailer in Fillmore is a shrine to the Rams. It is filled with autographed photos, jerseys and even a helmet once worn by Jack Youngblood. He is an original member of the Rams Fan Club, a fixture at booster luncheons and award banquets. He also attends intrasquad games, even traveling to Redlands when the Rams trained there. Sometimes he gets queasy before a game and can’t eat breakfast.

When the Rams are on the road, Moore watches them on TV, shutting out the rest of the world. “Anyone who knows me,” he said, “doesn’t come around then. Family or not. I don’t miss a play.

“Take a look at this,” he said, unfurling a banner made for him by a friend that reads: “Rams playing--do not disturb.”

How does his wife handle his obsession? “I put up with an awful lot,” Marie Moore said.

But she is hardly a long-suffering wife. If her husband is Ram fan No. 1, she doesn’t rank far behind. Although she doesn’t share his TV addiction--”Once he had three TVs going,” she said ruefully--Marie has missed only 12 games.

Illness and cruises have conspired to force the Moores to miss games, but the births of their two children, seven grandchildren and six great-grandchildren haven’t. Nor did the death of Moore’s mother. “My sister and brother thought it was terrible that I went to the game when mother died,” Moore said, “but she had said to me, ‘Don’t let anything stop you.’ ”

The Rams have recognized the Moores’ longstanding loyalty. When the team played in Super Bowl XIV, the Moores received an autographed football. Elroy (Crazy Legs) Hirsch gave Moore a jock strap on which was written “a real Ram supporter.”

Current Ram owner Georgia Frontiere has twice welcomed the Moores into her private box and invited them to the team’s 40th anniversary bash (but she turned down a request to comment on them for this story).

“Carroll Rosenbloom (former Ram owner who died in 1979) used to stop by our seats and talk to us before every game,” Moore said.

Marie sighed. “He was such a nice man. He used to (tease) me and my friend: ‘Get rid of the old guys and I’ll show you two a good time.’ ”

Moore remembers exactly when he became a football fan: his first day of grade school in Concordia, Kan., a farming community where all 12 grades used the same building. After school that day, he saw the high school boys going to practice in their uniforms and cleats and “fell head (over) heels in love with football and have been that way ever since.”

His high school sweetheart, Marie, had “never seen a game until I met him,” she said. She cheered him when he played end for the varsity in 1928, but “at 135 pounds, he was too skinny,” she said. They were married in 1934, the depths of the Depression, and moved to Southern California the next year. Moore’s uncle got him a job on a chicken ranch in the San Fernando Valley and the couple bought a house in Pacoima, where they lived for 41 years.

Until the Rams arrived in Los Angeles in ‘46, Moore had to be content with USC, UCLA and semipro football games. One Sunday afternoon at old Gilmore Stadium in the Fairfax District, he was watching the Hollywood Bears play the Cleveland Bullies when the P.A. announcer reported the bombing of Pearl Harbor. The game continued and Moore stayed until the end.

The Rams had not yet unpacked their suitcases when Moore was at the hotel-room door of their ticket manager requesting season tickets. He bought 16 tickets for each game, at $3.90 a ticket (compared to $30 today). Moore said he was the team’s first season ticket-holder, but the Rams could not confirm that.

Moore always assumed that nobody else could beat his practically perfect attendance record, but last season the Rams honored Max Miller, an 83-year-old retired San Diego dentist who reportedly has missed only two games since 1946. Although the Rams say they checked Miller’s authenticity, “I can’t believe somebody has seen more games than me,” Moore said.

Miller, reached at his home in Encinitas, isn’t impressed with his record: “That and 50 cents will get me a cup of coffee.”

Like Moore, Miller attended exhibitions and intrasquad games, but Moore gets the edge in scrimmages and practices. When the Rams trained in San Fernando in the late ‘50s, Moore used to attend practice frequently and once took off from work for three or four months to watch the team train every day.

During this time, he and Marie owned a North Hollywood hot dog stand called the Golden Ram, which was a post-practice hangout for players. “They’d stop at the stand on their way home from practice,” Moore said. “I used to know all of them.”

The Rams played at the L.A. Coliseum until moving to Anaheim in 1980, making it difficult for Moore to become friendly with players. The shift to Anaheim also forced him to give up most of his season tickets--it “got to be a hassle” getting friends to buy them--but retained four seats. Although he was given his choice of seat locations at Anaheim Stadium, he picked the 20-yard line “to be closer to scoring drives.”

For the last 15 years, the Moores have gone to games with John and Cindy Noble of Valencia. On game days, the Moores, dressed in blue and gold, drive 20 miles to the Golden State Freeway, meeting the Nobles at 9:30 a.m. at Castaic Junction. John Noble drives to Anaheim, a distance of 65 miles. They arrive about 90 minutes before kickoff, parking in the VIP lot.

“I’ve never known a greater fan than C.C.,” Noble said. “He’s tapering off now because of his age, but he still lives and dies with the Rams.”