Alright, here's my SugarVols cool story bro.
I was 15yo at the time and we lived out in a rural area where cable tv was just a dream. I usually spent weekends at my grandmother's house in town to be with my friends and all the action in town. Lol! Anyway, my dad would come by on Sunday afternoon to pick me up. I remember him coming by and all along the long drive home talking about how we wished we could watch the Sugar Bowl, but we couldn't pick it up on the old antenna. I was down in the dumps and I remember dad telling me that it would be okay. We would sit out in his truck an Mr. Ward would paint the picture for us on the radio. He even told me that if the game went well, he might even let me have a beer. Lol!
Well, as we topped the hill just before our house, I saw a sight that made me feel like every Christmas I had ever experienced rolled up into one. There, in our back yard, was a shiny brand new satellite receiver! It was one of those early big azz suckers that were everywhere in the '80's. I was speechless! My old man giggled like a kid and said,
"Did you honestly think that there was any way in hell we were going to miss this?"
Not as cool as most of the stories here but I get a little choked up thinking back on that day.