Each Friday this summer I have been posting your best stories about what makes you a UK fan. We have seen happy stories and sad stories. We’ve seen funny and not-so funny. But overall, we have seen what encompasses being a UK fan. If you still want to send me a story, send it to [email protected] Today, 2 stories from vastly different ages:
Some 6 years ago we buried my 94 year old dad in Danville, KY. I shared a few stories at dads funeral about growing under his as a UK sports fanatic. Dad had season basketball tickets for some 50 years and football season tickets until the Bear left. I really had no choice but to become a fan laying on the floor and listening to away games via Claude Sullivan and Cawood Ledford. I remember 1st going to basketball games after he moved from Alumini to Memorial he had sweet seats as he called them,four rows up even with the basket. Dad always like to beat the crowd out and would walk four rows down and out the big double doors on floor level. One particular night we were playing Temple and we were down late with just a few seconds left he left But I stayed since I knew I could run to catch him! Of course our Kat hit the shot from mid court and the roar of the crowd brought him back in,now that was funny. The tradition runs deep since I now live in Georgia and raised my two sons here,but because their mom is a big Bull Dog, one son who lives in Ms. Is a Georgia football fan but Ky basketball fan. My other son who Lives in Georgia is both football & basketball fan in fact has 5 season tickets in football. He is also engaged to a Ky mountain girl and will be getting married in Sept.
Most seventeen year old girls could care less about sports, but my life revolves around Kentucky basketball. I grew up wearing Kentucky t-shirts and hearing about games, but it wasn’t until the 2013-2014 season that I became a true fan. Of course my sister didn’t particularly like my newly discovered passion because I always needed the remote, but it made for some interesting fights(which I won most of the time). If she refused to watch the game, then I resorted to watching alone in my bedroom. No matter how bad my day was, if I knew there was a game that night then I suddenly felt a lot better. Some of my favorite memories involve Kentucky basketball. I’ll never forget Aaron’s three pointers against Michigan, Wisconsin, and Louisville. Those moments will forever be engrained in my memory.
Another great moment was beating West Virginia this year, particularly because of the media leading up to the actual game. It was like Kentucky hadn’t won a game all season and they were going against the best team in the world. Karl also made a great impression on me when he basically won the Notre Dame game for us. I don’t see UK as a “basketball program”, but as a team program that always manages to put together an awesome and talented group of men and persuade them to play as a unit. The team becomes a part of the BBN which is like a huge family because no matter where you go, you can bet that you’ll see some sign of a UK fan(shirt, hat, sunglasses,tattoo). I’m so glad that I decided to watch my first UK game and finally find my passion. As a result of being a UK fan, I want to work in sports medicine.The players of the last two years will always have a special place in my heart because they brought about my love for not just basketball, but Kentucky basketball.