How/why did you become a Vols fan?

Watching Bobby Gordon and the Vols beat Alabama 14-7 in 1957 at Legion Field. Left the stadium riding on my Father's shoulders.
 
My whole family would get together on Saturdays when I was a child and listen to the John Ward on the radio to the games. Would go to the games occassionally sometimes on my uncle's house boat! Great Times and memories!!! GBO!!!
 
haha I know. I never go on the espn message boards anymore. sometimes comment on the game discussions...but other than that I mainly come to volnation now. It's quite amazing.

Yeah, I just comment on the game conversations. Their forums suck now. Robust, baha.

You gonna be able to watch the game tomorrow? I didn't know if Ohio carried the SEC Network or not.
 
I was born this way.

What he said^^^^. It's a way of life. I will never leave this state because of the VOLS, Titans, and Preds. I get goosebumps anytime I walk into Neyland. So much history, passion, and future in that place. Nothing like Netland on gameday, anywhere in the world. And everytime I'm there, there is no place on earth I would rather be.
 
My dad has always been a Vols fan and I grew up to the exposure of the Orange and White and checkerboards.
 
I was brainwashed by my father and brother at a very early age. I then brainwashed my nephew and of course my wife and kids. They were all also taught to properly hate Bama.
 
Went to school there, became a Vol fan as I attended games. I actually pulled against UT at the 1st game I attended, which was before I was a student there (I was not a Tennessean, so I pulled for the Army team. ) I was expected to go to a Virginia school.
 
When I was a kid in Chattanooga my dad would watch college football after all the cartoons were over. I hated it and would start to ***** about it. Then one Saturday (It must have been 1980 or 81) he was watching damned college football but something caught my eye. Who is that team with that big "T" on their helmets? Something about those Orange "T"'s...
"Those are the Tennessee Volunteers" he said. Not knowing anything about football I watched the game with great interest. I was officially struck by Orange Lightning. Over the years I learned about Tennessee's storied history. General Neyland, Neyland Stadium, running through the T ect...
So I think it was fate brought on by that unmistakable brilliant shade of Orange and the big T for Tennessee on the helmet. Being a native of East Tennessee didn't hurt either.
I went to UT (91-95)and my passion has made all my immediate family big VOL fans.
 
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I was brainwashed by my father and brother at a very early age. I then brainwashed my nephew and of course my wife and kids. They were all also taught to properly hate Bama.

I may have gone too far teaching my 7 year old daughter to hate bammer. We had to be very careful not to tell her we were driving through alabama on the way to the Florida beaches last year, as she would not be happy about being in bammer land. We stopped at Cracker Barrel near Montgomery. She of course noticed all the bammer crap in the store. We explained that driving through alabama was the best way to get to the beach.

She hasn't forgiven us yet...
 
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It's the only thing I know. Grew up from ages 3-5 (1969-1971) at Golf Range apts. while my old man finished up his masters at UT. My older brother (who was at West High back then) would get into pickup basketball games with UT players living there and I remember going with him to sit on the hill (when the north end of Neyland was still open) and watching the Vols play South Carolina. We came back in '73 for my dad to get his PhD and lived at Deane Hill behind West Town shopping center. Almost all of my class pictures growing up show me wearing a Tennessee shirt. I remember going to the Ga Tech game in Atlanta in '76 and watching the Vols (with Stanley Morgan, Larry Sievers and Andy Spiva) rip the Jackets 42-7. On the way out a Tech student was giving me the business and my 10 year old self told him to "Go #$@! yourself!!" right in front of my dad, who smiled and gave me the thumbs-up.... Being a Vols fan is such an ingrained part of who I am that even as an adult who has lived the majority of my life in Georgia I have never considered myself a Georgian. I am a native Tennessean through and through... So much so that more often than not, the first thing any new acquaintance learns about me other than my name is that I'm "one of those Tennessee fans".... I'm proud of it. Even now when we're (yeah... I said WE...) in the midst of the lowest stretch in my lifetime I still wear my Orange & White every gameday... There isn't a room in my house that doesn't have some sort of UT relic displayed, be it a book (My copy of Russ Bebb's The Big Orange is a family heirloom that will be passed down to my daughter when the time is right...), a commemorative coke bottle, a picture or some other item. I can't remember it being any other way....

See, I told you. Can we get a Readers Digest Condensed Version?
 
My family is from East Tennessee, and every summer growing up we would go down there and I loved everything about it. My dad is a Vols fan but he isn't like me. Something in my brain clicked differently and in the fall my mood for the week depends on the outcome of Saturday's game.
 
Moved here six years ago from England to East Tennessee, right in the heart of Vols country. My wife is a raging Ducks fan and has tried to convice me that i should support them. But my heart fell in love with this wonderful team, seeing them for the first time going through the T i knew then it would a life long love affair.
 
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