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What Was the First Memory You Have as a Wildcat Fan?

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I remember being about 8 years old, and going to my first game with my parents who got some tickets somehow near the floor, and Goose Givens running right past us for a steal and subsequent breakaway score. I could practically feel the breeze from him passing by. I couldn't tell you anything else about that game though, but I remember that one instance vividly.
 
I remember being about 8 years old, and going to my first game with my parents who got some tickets somehow near the floor, and Goose Givens running right past us for a steal and subsequent breakaway score. I could practically feel the breeze from him passing by. I couldn't tell you anything else about that game though, but I remember that one instance vividly.


Billy Ray and big Ned jennings
 
Joe B., Kenny SkyWalker, and Cawood. Nothing specific. But when I was a little kid I thought that Coach Hall's name was Jobie. ;b
 
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Listening to Cawood talk about Cotton Nash's jump shots. The Runts were the first UK games I ever saw.
 
My earliest specific UK basketball memory was December 26th, 1981. I was at my Aunt Hattie's house and watched bits and pieces of our loss to UNC when the channel would come in.
 
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Checking the newspaper to see how many Mashburn scored. The earliest GAME I remember is the Duke game in '92. I was so traumatized, my brain actually came online for remembering UK games. I was 8 years old.
 
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Kentucky beating Duke for the '78 title. I was 13, but I didn't move to Kentucky until I was 10 and my family didn't watch basketball so it took me a few years.
 
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Cawood calling Kenny Walker "Sky Walker."

Dad getting pissed at Joe B. Hall.

Harden hitting a halfcourter against LSU (I think).

My first trip to Rupp with my Dad and Uncle Dave (who passed away a month ago) when I was 6 years old.
 
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I remember being about 8 years old, and going to my first game with my parents who got some tickets somehow near the floor, and Goose Givens running right past us for a steal and subsequent breakaway score. I could practically feel the breeze from him passing by. I couldn't tell you anything else about that game though, but I remember that one instance vividly.
It was 1960 and can remember being in a corner of our house sitting on the floor trying to get the radio signal on WHAS 840 out of Louisville. Will never forget the following phrases " the cats will be moving to the right on your radio dial" and " the cats are runnin! All great basketball fans know who I am talking about!

Go Big Blue!
 
Being at a family gathering at my aunt's house for the LSU comeback. Not so much the game as much as everyone going crazy and so then I got involved. Hooked ever since, although I was going to end up a complete addict regardless of the outcome of that game.
 
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My first memories were not as a fan in 78 as I was only 11 and was being manipulated by my Moms fiance who she met a yr or so before. He was a Seminole fan as we had moved from Shepherdsville to Tally.
I remember Joe Hall benching his starters and UK winning then I remember my Mom crying when UK won it all.
The following yr I was still not a fan but I remember my Mom was listening to Cawood and when Macy missed the last shot v Duke in NCAAs she flung herself back onto the bed crying.
The game I became a fan was when Bowie and UK lost to UAB in the NCAAs in 80 or 81.
I also remember listening to Cawood in 82 when UK lost to MTS.
Not a great start to my fanhood but ive cheered them on to titles in 96, 98 and 12 and hopefully next yr!
 
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I went to a friends house back in the fifties and noticed everyone gathered around the Radio and asked him what was going on. He just laughed and said everybody is listening to the Cats.
 
I remember coming out of the womb and the nurse dried me off with a UK towel. My dad had a UK shirt and was holding a little UK t-shirt and I will always remember his words. "One day you will wear this shirt".
 
The Fiddling Five beating Elgin Baylor for the '58 NC (by the way, there was a player).
 
It must've been my Dad watching the Cats vs. UNCheats in March of 1977. I don't remember that game as much as I remember my Dad explaining the Tarholes "4-corners-offense" BS, as one of the main reasons he didn't like them. I joined him in cheering on Al Mcguire and Marquette the next week, as they beat Dean Smith for the NCAA Championship.

After that, I was all-in with the Cats... and I enjoyed the whole 1978 season.
 
I remember being maybe 6 or 7 years old and my dad would always keep an excel spreadsheet-like lay out on plain college notebook paper to keep track of score, individual player stats, etc and hI'm occasionally getting mad and tossing it at rough patches only to pick it back up so as to not lose track. He'd catch mistakes all the time that were later corrected. my favorite player as a kid was nazr so he'd always make sure to keep me up to date with his production. Some of my best memories
 
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Larry Johnson being interviewed after Rupp opened and saying he had dribbled over "every inch" of the new arena floor.
 
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It's hard to pin it down to the very first memory. I do remember Kentucky playing Jacksonville in 1970.
 
1966 the championship game. We lived up a holler in Grant Co. and my Dad worked on the antenna for 2 or 3 hours, twisting it first one way and then the other with a big pipe wrench. He sent me in about a dozen times to ask my Mom if it was any better.Even though they lost that night, I was one little hooked 8 year old. Right after that I cut the sleeves out of one of my T-shirts and took a magic marker and wrote Dampier on the back and Kentucky on the front. I`ve been a Big Blue Nut ever since.
 
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March 1968 NCAA regional final at Memorial. Ohio State won by one point and I cried like a baby. I had been 10 years old for 3 months and I was hooked.
 
My Dad moved to Michigan to get work in the auto industry, that's where I was born, all the rest of the family is from Kentucky, I always knew they had a good team every year, I heard about it every summer when I came for the summer to visit, in 1984 I came to live with my sister and went to high school ( freshman) I learned to appreciate them that year, everybody always talked about them and watched them play, antenna on the hilltop trying to get a better picture yelling back down is it better or worse, got out of the Army in 99 and moved back and had a job as a mechanic with waste management, I spent many nights listening to the wildcats while turning a wrench, that was the Tubbby era, been hooked ever since:cool2:
 
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