When did you become a Horn Fan?

I grew up outside Chicago going to Notre Dame games. Then moved to Arizona in Jr. High, Arizona State Season tickets. HS in Texas, hence Texas. I never cheer against ND or ASU, but I tell you what it was weird watching them play.

1995/1996 losing to ND put a bitter taste in my mouth. Don't cheer against, don't really cheer for them anymore.

Beating ASU sitting next to my brother was kinda funny, especially callling plays before they happened. Watch Charles, if he hits the LOS at full speed he is gone....bye bye. That number 7 is going to keep the ball, .....touchdown. My brother didn't like it very much, as a typical ASU fan he wanted to fire everyone and start over again. I wonder if he gave his Sun Angel Foundation donation this year?

Arkansas vs. Texas is a little more rabid, you may find it kinda funny or you may just be sick to your stomach as what morons the Arkansas fans are......good luck.
 
at about 8 yrs old or so ( '73 or so)-- I saw the tower lit up Thanksgiving evening-- my parents explained what it meant ( both are UH grads)-- I like it and Austin and wanted to be part of it after that
 
From birth, but barely. My dad was all set to go to TT to play baseball, but shortly before he went, the new UT coach, Cliff Gufstason, offered him a scholarship to UT.

It almost sickens me to think that I almost grew up a Red Raider.
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i've been avoiding reading this thread for a while. but now that i've read it, pretty awesome.

i was a longhorn from conception. my dad came to UT in 69, as it was his dream growing up in Amarillo or Dumas, one of them anyway.

i remember thanksgiving, putting up our xmas tree while the game was on. i didn't attend a game until my sister came to Texas in '92. i thought it was crazy that the stands were empty. i remember my dad with his horns up, singing Eyes of Texas (i don't think i had ever heard him sing). I think I was in 9th grade that year. from that time on, i made my way down (from dallas) to as many games as possible. UT was the only school i applied to. 5 wonderful years on campus. now i'm lucky enough to live in Austin and attend all the games.
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My parents lived across the street from Clark Field (the old baseball stadium for you young 'uns) and I attended a few games in the '52 season before my "unveiling".
I was born on the Tuesday after the Texas-OU game of that season at the old St. David's Hospital. My Dad was a football official and had been working on the chain crew at the UT games for a couple of years. Back in those days, Momma didn't just go in, pop out offspring, and then get discharged. We got checked out on Saturday and the Razorbacks were in town. Dad was pissed because he couldn't work the chains that day, but he took Mom by Dirty's for the burger and malt she had been craving (I think I had a milk shake, but probably in a different form...), and we stopped by the north end of Memorial Stadium where some of Dad's buddies worked the gate. He bundled me up
and took me in for my first Longhorn game before I'd even been home...er, to our house. Memorial Stadium soon seemed like home...

When I became old enough, around 1961, I became a ballboy for the football team and a batboy for Coach Falk. I was fortunate enough to be in attendance for a number of significant games until Coach Royal rewarded me with a scholarship to play football.

The neatest thing that I can claim as a personal achievement is putting the first points on my buddy Freddie Steinmark's scoreboard on the night it was dedicated to him...after his Dad told me that he hoped I was the one that did it.

Very long story short, I was born to be a Longhorn.
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I became a Longhorn fan as a 4 year old watching my first football game ever. It was a Texas game that had James Saxton at running back, and that was the first James Saxton not his son that played QB for us later. That also is about the oldest memory of anything at that age I can still remember, but at least it is an important memory.
 
In Fall, 1956. Last year of Ed Price era. I do recall all the losing listening on the radio. After Price was let go, I do recall the buzz about the guy from Wyoming that was coming in. Young guy, by the name of Royal.
 
Was faiely new to Texas, and I was deciding between Texas and texas a&m my senior year in highschool, 1993. When I went to a&m for a campus visit, their tour consisted of the guide referencing everything about UT. (i.e. - we invented the orange traffic pylon, they use to be maroon, but when we realized cars would be crashing into them, we painted them orage. - **** like that).

Two weeks later I visited Austin with my dad, we stayed just off of 6th Street, and that was a blast. From that point on I fell in love with Austin and hopefully will be returning after law school. Hook'em.
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Watching Eric Metcalf in the bowl game in Beaumont. He was IT before Reggie Bush was even a name. Had UT been good in the 80's Metcalf's name would still be a household name in Texas.
Some guys mentioned Kern Tips previously. He called the games with Alec Chesser. Alec's son is my father-in-law.
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When the doctor slapped my tiny, white, bare bottom. I commenced a-singin' "The Eyes." Okay, not really. But it was shortly thereafter. Before I started to school, I know.
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It took several tries over a lot of years, but I finally moved to Austin fifteen years ago and had my football season tickets before I had a place to live. I still get emotional when the Showband of the Southwest comes through the tunnel and kicks off "Texas Fight." I can't believe I am so lucky as to live in Austin and be in the stadium. I'm living the dream.
 
My dad loves football and I grew up watching the Cowboys ever since I was eight (first games I remember watching were the NFC Championship and Super Bowl at the end of the 1993 season). A couple of years later, when I was 10, thanks to his dad who was a UT alum, dad and I went to what was my first Texas football game (my dad had gone a ton as a kid but hadn't gone in quite a while). We beat Pittsburgh but I don't remember much else - looking over the box score of the game apparently it was close and back-and-forth, but I don't remember that.

About that same time, thanks to my granddad I acquired a football magazine that talked all about the SWC and went through each team's schedule, depth chart, etc. I read all of it right away over the next couple of hours. I learned that the year before, SMU was so bad that it gave Houston their only win of the year, but yet they managed to tie A&M, who didn't lose a single game and would have won the conference if not for probation, and that Texas had suffered an embarrassing loss to Rice and defeated OU on a last-minute goal-line stop. I also learned that A&M was nearly unanimously predicted to win the last ever SWC Championship before we joined the "Big Twelve". I was started to get hooked.

Then I watch us get blown out by Notre Dame and tie Oklahoma. My second game to attend in person that year we beat Virginia on a 50 yard kick against the win. That was when I was really hooked - as the kick when through the uprights, some force of awesomeness beyond my control compelled my arms to rise above my head as I formed Hook 'Ems and yelled at the top of my lungs. By 1998 I was watching every single game on TV that was on TV and I knew I wanted to attend UT, which I eventually did.

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I grew up in a small central Texas town not too far from collie station. About the time puberty hit, I realized that aggy thought he could come into nearby towns and swipe girlfriends from the local talent. (There were no maggies in those days.) I never lost a lady to the toy soldiers, but it irked me that they felt entitled, so about the age of thirteen, I decided that whoever they hated the most was my favorite team. That team was....TEXAS!
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My brother in law attended Texas in 1968. I would go down and visit my sister and him and we would attend the games.He was one of the guys who ran out on the field with the flag. I was in awe.. Have bled orange ever since..
 
I know this is cheesy. But I was born a Longhorn. My parents went to school during the Royal era. They put me to bed every night in the crib with a stuffed armadillo that had a music box inside which played The Eyes of Texas. My first word was "Texas." I had no choice but to be a Longhorn fan.
 
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