🏈 Why are you a Bama fan?

Notice the Crimson robe?

It was the 11th commandment


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Growing up in the early 70s, BAMA and Coach Bryant were kicking everyone's azz!! It was simple. Every little boy wanted to grow up and play football for the BEAR!! Coach Bryant retired before I got there, but I was fortunate enough to go to school there and also be invited to walk-on to play football.
 
1st off Happy 4th. Little long.

My whole family has always been involved with the University. My mom's side of the family lived in Florence and she had no choice due to my grandfather graduating with a Bachelors Degree in Civil Engineering from the UofA. My dad lived in Tennessee but grew up an Alabama fan, loving Alabama, not just football but loving basketball and the whole atmosphere around campus. So they meet, become love birds, both graduate, its a love story but Dads job(works for Scots, they make fertilizers) requires him to move to the Cali. Few months I am born, growing up in California a die hard Oakland fan, learning the history of "The Snake", the "Commitment to Excellence", basically a Raider fanatic. Senior year came around (class of '94), we had to move again, this time to Frisco Texas, by the time I graduated I was loving Alabama; watching them take down Miami and their dynasty was the best feeling ever. My grades were high enough, I had the SAT scores, I was offered scholarships that would cover the Out of State tuition and enrolled at the UofA. Best times of my life.
 
Short story.

Growing up in a single parent home (mom) in the late sixties and early 70's you can imagine money wasn't growing on trees. My mom used to teach in a small private school back then and to say the least the pay wasn't anything compared to public school teachers. And they weren't making a lot of money back then as it was.

Anyway, I can recall at a very young age an older guy used to walk up to me on Sunday mornings and offer me a quarter if I'd yell Roll Tide in the parking lot. I wasn't in K5 yet, and it wasn't until years later I realized it was his way of talking a little smack on Sunday mornings at church. The guy who was in charge of the grounds, maintenance, janitorial work, etc., for the church and the school was an Auburn fan. Their wives were good friends and it was almost a given they'd share Sunday dinner with each other.

So, here was a little 4 year old kid yelling Roll Tide when an Auburn fan was getting into his car leaving church every Sunday.

I still recall walking up and down the street I lived on as a kid in H-ville and hearing the games on Saturday afternoon coming from every house on the cul-de-sac.
 
it was an easy choice. When we moved to Birmingham in 84 I had a friend that was an assistant coach that got me side line passes at BAMA. I grew up a GA fan so It gave me another reason to hate allbarn.
 
My parents met at UA. They got married in 1969 and while they were not season ticket holders, they attended at least 3 to 4 games a season from the early 1970's until around the late 1990's. They still attend a game now and again, all though not every season. And of course, they are still huge fans and still catch every game, even if it's on PPV. I went to my first game at age 12 in 1985. It was Texas A&M at Legion Field. We won 23-10. The very next week, I attended my first game at Bryant Denny. A 45-10 win over Cincinnati.
 
I was a kid in the late 60's early 70's. My Grandfather was the main man in my life due to a deadbeat father that took off when I was 7. My grandfather was a huge Bama fan, how he came about it I don't know but am I ever glad he was. I can remeber him telling about the early years of Bama football and when the Bear took over. I remember listening to the games on the radio with him and watcing on a black and white TV when Bama was on. He told me all about the great players back then and I can remember Johnny Musso being my favorite player ever (see my avatar :eagerness:). It just keept growng from there.

ROLL TIDE!!!
 
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To understand a little about me I wanted to let you know where I came from. My father was in the Navy so we moved around alot. I was born in San Diego California and the went all over th US. Bama was pretty much the consistency in my life. Later when I was pretty much grown, my father and I didn't agree on much but what never changed was our love for Bama football. I really, really , really miss living in T-town and if not going to a game but just being there and on the quad. Sniff, now I'm home sick.
 
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If anyone goes any further back than me then they are probably too old to remember it. My Dad was an aubie so it took a few years to break free of that. I suppose you could say I was a Bama "lean" during the Harry Gilmer years. But it was 01/01/1953 that made me a Bama fan for life. I had listened to and read reports the entire month of December saying as to how the "Beast of the East" Syracuse was going to teach those little boys from Bama how to play football.
 
If anyone goes any further back than me then they are probably too old to remember it. My Dad was an aubie so it took a few years to break free of that. I suppose you could say I was a Bama "lean" during the Harry Gilmer years. But it was 01/01/1953 that made me a Bama fan for life. I had listened to and read reports the entire month of December saying as to how the "Beast of the East" Syracuse was going to teach those little boys from Bama how to play football.

I know 55 points isn't the largest margin of victory for Bama. After all, when we continued the series with Auburn that was a 55-0 final. 61-6 seems more respectable. :congratulatory:

71 is the largest margin of victory against D1 teams, isn't it? Va Tech in '73 and Vandy in '45? (I know we beat Vandy over a century ago 78-0...but not sure if there was a such thing as D1, D2, etc. back then.)
 
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