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In the fall we'd cut wood for the winter.   Dad would take us out early and cut while my brother and I messed around in the creek.   Before the game started, dad would shut off the chainsaw, turn on the radio, open the doors to the pickup and we'd load the wood into the truck as we listened to the game.   I fell in love with the huskers over the radio and wanted nothing more than to be Mike Rozier.  

Looking back, I realize for me, Nebraska football was more than a game.. it was time with dad.   Such a different experience than watching it on TV with my son.  

Very cool story, thanks for sharing.

In the fall we'd cut wood for the winter.   Dad would take us out early and cut while my brother and I messed around in the creek.   Before the game started, dad would shut off the chainsaw, turn on the radio, open the doors to the pickup and we'd load the wood into the truck as we listened to the game.   I fell in love with the huskers over the radio and wanted nothing more than to be Mike Rozier.  

Looking back, I realize for me, Nebraska football was more than a game.. it was time with dad.   Such a different experience than watching it on TV with my son.  

I've grown fond of listening to games on the radio.  When Florida isn't on an easy-to-find channel, I'll just listen to the radio through my phone now.  Let my mind visualize the action while I'm freed up to do other things.

Grew up in Ann Arbor with season UM football tickets, so there was no way around it.  My dad went to every home game from 1967-2007 except for 3 (one when his father passed that morning, two when he was out of town for work).  As he's gotten into his 60s, he's lost the desire to sit through adverse weather, so I'm sure he's missed more per season since then than he missed for those 40 years combined.

I started showing an interest when it was on TV in 1990.  My dad tried to capitalize on that and take me to a Michigan-Maryland game that year, when I was 6.  Watching casually on tv, when you can leave and play and circle back was very different than going.  Apparently he bought me a personal pizza, a McDonald's meal, and an ice cream just to get me to the 3rd quarter, before he pulled the plug.  He waited two more years before trying again for Michigan-Iowa in 1992, and by then I was totally hooked.  I went to every home game from 1992 until I went away to college in 2002, unless I had my own sporting event conflict, probably the most famous being the 1994 Kordell Stewart Hail Mary, although the most fun I ever had was the '97 Big Ten title clincher against OSU (although '95 is close).

I always thought the student section looked like so much fun, so when I enrolled at Indiana, I also got season tickets, for $30.  That's not one of those "back in my day, everything cost a nickel" type stories.  That was insanely cheap even in 2002.  But the experience was worth basically $5 per game, so it made sense.  When I transferred to MSU for my sophomore year, I didn't get student tickets.  I figured I could get on board with cheering for a neutral Big Ten team like Indiana, but I wasn't going to pay money to go "cheer" for a rival like MSU.  It would be a waste of money.  By junior year I had so thoroughly enjoyed my experience, that I was legitimately rooting for MSU whenever they played anyone but UM.  I went home for the UM-MSU game that year.  That was the Braylon game, where UM overcame a 27-10 deficit midway through the 4th, after Stanton got injured, and won in 3OT.  I wore UM stuff to the game, but my heart wasn't in it.  That was the last time I even thought I was rooting for UM.

I remember in 1991 (2nd grade) we had a morning journal prompt every morning.  My parents saved one where the question was "What is your favorite TV show, and why?"  My 7 year old answer?  Michigan Replay with Gary Moeller.  I guess I was hooked already.

yup, I married a Hawkeye Fan - may have been a mistake

for her

growing up in the late 60s and 70s the radio was the only way to connect with sports most of the time.

feel in love with baseball listening to the Minnesoota Twins - Luis Tiant, Bert Blyleven, Tony Oliva, Harmon Killebrew, Jim Kaat, Bob Allison, Rod Carew, Jim Perry

I do have the excuse of coming of age and starting my fandom of Florida the same exact year Spurrier showed up - so I grew up knowing nothing but winning, brashness, and scoring.  So the last 8 years has been f-ing weird.

My introduction to college football was through the Florida Gators as well. Was already a very young learned Cowboys fan having lived in Texas already, and moving to Florida classmates instructed me - "You're either a Gator or a Seminole." "But what about Miami?" I asked, before being resoundly told that no one outside of Dade County wants anything to do with rooting for the U.
So a few weeks later my Grandpa was babysitting us kids and had the 1995 FSU @ Florida game on. I hadn't taken a stand yet - Gator or Nole - until I saw Emitt Smith being interviewed on the Florida sideline and from then on I've pretty much been a big Gators fan, though my fandom has waned since moving west, attending University of Arizona, and paying more attention to Wildcats sports since about 2009.

Huskers/Sooners come close

11 times in 10 seasons.  Season final 1971-1980

unfortunately, the Huskers were ranked #11 in 77, otherwise both teams in the top 10

Sooners were unranked in 1970 and 1981

feel in love with baseball listening to the Minnesoota Twins - Luis Tiant, Bert Blyleven, Tony Oliva, Harmon Killebrew, Jim Kaat, Bob Allison, Rod Carew, Jim Perry

Same-same about the time/baseball/radio and it was all encompassing to a kid.Jeebis FF I guess I haven't roached my medulla yet after all.Having a flashback I remember those Twin teams Baltimore faced them quite a bit for the pennant.Playing little league and being a huge Tribe fan I remember the Tiant for Craig Nettles & Dean Chance Trade.
The Indians were perrenially out of it by the end of June(the June swoon) - sadly every one knew what you meant.Twins had Ceasar Tovar too and Jim Kaat also.Even though Cleveland teams were pretty bad they were stacked with oddballs and characters.Man the stories you'd hear made it all worth it.The Indians had some great pitchers one of them was Sam McDowell.Unfortunately he turned into a soak and drank himself out of baseball
How ever one night the Tribe was on the road up in the Twin Cities.McDowell was getting smashed in a bar shooting pool after the game.Sam was a big guy and a belligerent one too and threatened to pound some dude.Turns out the guy was Lonnie Warwick a Line backer with the Vikings.Sam got tossed in the slammer with a black eye and a mouth full of bloody chiclets.Alvin Dark the manager sent the traveling secretary to spring for bail.As McDowell was coming to the traveling secretary was standing there and Sam responds "Oh No!they got you to"