Mine would have to be my first game. I was 13 and it was the 1989 Vanderbilt game. It was the first time I got to experience what happened at a UT home game. We got there early for the Vol walk, and then we walked over and waited on the band. I remember being very, very sick, and my parents weren't going to take me. However, against their better judgment, they took me anyway. It was very cold, and we sat in the 4th row in the upper deck on the west side. We got all of the wind. Even being sick, I had the time of my life. When we got home, I got even sicker. On the next Monday, I found out I had walking pneumonia. I wouldn't have traded that day for anything.