We all spend a lot of time here, and go through angst and sorrow, with enough exhilaration to make it worthwhile. But how did it come to be for you?
I was heading towards being a Husky. But fortunately, my family left Seattle in 1966. It wasn't until '69 that I remember going to my first Ducks game in Autzen, where I watched Dan Fouts, and Super Soph, Bobby Moore, now Ahmad Rashad. He was born in Portland, but went to high school in Tacoma, and ended up at Oregon. My cousins, still stuck in Seattle, were enamored with Sonny Sixkiller, the Husky QB, from Ashland, Oregon.
I remember my time in Jr. High and high school being in tense battles with Beaver fans in the early 70's. Me and my fellow Ducks got the best of them. All of this well before the internet of course.
My first game in "The Pit" was in 1970, Oregon 78 UCLA 65. Steve Belko would have that season and the next, then some guy named Dick Harter showed up. We all know that the football years after Jerry Frei were pretty lean, Enright, Reid, but then came Rich Brooks.
Thank goodness my family left Seattle. So, what route did you take to end up here?