What sort of home did you grow up in?

Dad is a Michigan fan, but would root for State when if they weren't playing Michigan, pretty much like your father. My mom is a Michigan fan only because of me though. She didnt care, or know, very much about any kind of sports until I grew old enough to cheer for teams, and like a good mother she took the side of her only son.

My best guess is 65% osu 35% UM their..  But it was strange for me because my family who watches college football like a religion, didn't care who won between the two. Instead they would attend every Toledo game home or away, driviing from Penn St (UT beat theam), all MAC games, and once to central florida.  But as soon as I saw the "Hello Heisman" when I was 5 I knew i was Blue.

I grew up in an older farm house that has been renovated many times. Now has many modern amenities, and is much larger than the original.

My grandpa was a huge school of Michigan fan. My first memory was him singing The Victors with me and talking about how proud he was to send 3/4 of his children there. He died too early on for me to be talking football with him, and my parents were kind of ambivalent.

I wasn't a really avid fan until late in high school, something my mom doesn't understand at all.

I was raised an insane Michigan fan.. from the time I was born, my Dad would drill me with love for Michigan. Both my parents, all four grandparents, all six aunts, and three out of four uncles all attended Michigan. Now both of my sisters and I are all at Michigan. 

My entire family and my future family will be filled with Michigan stuff. All of us are insane Michigan fans, and I wouldn't trade it for anything. Great way to be raised.

Growing up in South Dakota, I cheered for the team that graced the networks most often: Notre Dame.  I actually recall laughing at my Michigan-fan neighbor after the Kordell Stewart Apocalypse.  That fandom came to a head when I ultimately decided to apply to ND.  Come April of my senior year, I had an acceptance letter from the Domers, as well as a block-M emblazoned letter from a little school in Ann Arbor.

I thought my mind was made up: my parents and I pictured me at the Grotto, strolling through South Bend, cheering on the golden helmets.  But I also had the opportunity to learn from a world-renowned cadre of professors in the Aerospace department, and even WE knew that Ann Arbor was a world-class college town (even with never visiting it).  Plus, the chilling, exciting thought of potentially running out of the eastern tunnel with the marching band was something that nearly made me squeal.  After resting on it, the next morning I literally yanked my enrollment deposit to Notre Dame out of the mailbox and decided to attend Michigan instead.

The rest, friends, is history.

Let me tell you a little story:

My mother and father both are graduates of this fine institution, and are die-hard M fans (my dad literally goes into depression for a week after each loss).  My brother and I naturally matriculated into Ann Arbor's finest, and my fiancee as well.  Needless to say, we bleed blue.

Howeva, there arises an issue in the fact that my mother's entire family are cow-herding Spartans (literally). This caused a lot of angst at family gatherings growing up, with all the smack-talking that is bound to happen.  The best (and worst) thing ever, was every time M would beat little brother in football during my childhood, my dad would take my brother and I to my aunt and uncle's house, and write "Sparty sucks, go blue" and block M's all over their drive way in chalk.  One year, my dad got the great idea to bring his lawnmower, and we mowed a block M into their lawn.  The problem was, he had it set on the lowest setting, and it burnt a beautiful block M into their lawn for the entire summer.  We haven't been over to dinner at their house in over 10 years.

I'm from Pennsylvania and have no ties to Michigan at all. I grew up in a bi-racial as well as two different religions in my household. In my part of PA, UND and PSU, and hate them both. I started loving Michigan in 97, I was 10. I wish I could have attended UM but the funds just simply were not there. As I researched UM, I fell more and more in love with it because of the culture and welcomed diversity Ann Arbor seemed to have. Maybe I'll end up at UM for a graduate degree someday.

My fandom started from birth. I'm 18 now and have had season tix since i was 5. My aunt was the first all american softball player for Michigan so that's pretty much where my families hardcore tendencies took off. Pretty sure I have taken the hardcore part to the extreme compared to the rest of my family.

My fandom started from birth. I'm 18 now and have had season tix since i was 5. My aunt was the first all american softball player for Michigan so that's pretty much where my families hardcore tendencies took off. Pretty sure I have taken the hardcore part to the extreme compared to the rest of my family.

I grew up in an igloo in Florida.  Needless to say, my father always had me working on the house "get out there with the dry ice... get on the roof and sweep away the water... get to the store and buy 400 more bags of ice, blah blah blah".  So, I was never allowed to watch UM football on Saturdays because of my chores.

One full of buckeye fans...never liked luke skywalker

My father played for Bump (during one of the good years) and met my mom at Michigan. My earliest memories of M football are in our awesome suburban Detroit 1960s-era tract house basement rumpus room with orange shag carpet (did I mention it was the 70s?), watching my parents both go apeshit over some Leach/Lytle/Huckleby play. It was at that point that I realized just how important Michigan football was.

Both of my parents were born and raised in Ohio, my dad went to OSU for his undergrad and masters so both of them are huge Buckeye fans.  Thankfully, they moved up to Michigan well before I was born so I didn't have to experience the full Buckeye experience.  My three brothers then went to Michigan since it was the best school in the state (and one of the best in the country) and my love for all things Michigan grew as I became more influenced by my siblings and I thankfully have the privilege to attend U of M as well. 

My dad use to wear a Michigan sweater when I was a little kid. He told me a couple years ago he use to follow the Wolverines during the Bo-Woody era. One day I saw the Wolverines on tv  and decided to watch the game because of that sweater. Over time I watched more and more games and now I love the Maize & Blue. 

I grew up rooting for the maize and blue. My maternal grandfather was a student at UofM in the early 40's until he was drafted to go fight in WW2. He lost his eye building airplanes and never saw action but when he came back he never went back. He still loved UofM and every occasion that a gift was given we always received a UofM book, or shirt, or etc. My mom is a huge michigan fan and had me chanting "Oh How I Ohio State" by the age of 4. My first real memory of intense fandom was Timmy's 313 yard day against TSIO. My dad could not care less for sports in general.

Atleast loving Michigan is in my blood somehow though. I do not know what I would do without such a passion for Michigan sports. I would have a lot of extra time I guess....

I'm from Nova Scotia, Canada and neither of my parents were fans of American college football. My Dad was a sports fan and taught me to play sports growing up, but he was always too much of a work-a-holic to take time off to watch sports on TV. He would watch the occassional game, but very rarely.

My Mother is from Wales so her sports fandom is centered around rugby and the other football. She raised me to have an appreciattion for those sports and of course, to always cheer for Wales.

I don't remember the exact season (it was in the late 80's), but I was in my early teens when we first got cable TV and turned on the TV to find a football game on. The scoreboard said UM v OSU and I didn't even know which was which. What I did know is I LOVED those uniforms and the winged helmet!Ever since I have been a huge UM fan. It started with Moeller and continues today.

I owe my parents more than I could ever explain or repay, but my UM fandom was one thing I forged on my own.

An interesting aside is that only after I gained my love for UM did I find out that my Uncle did his PHD there in the seventies and went to every game while there. He still loves UM and in fact He, myself and my brother are planning to make a trip to see the next UM v OSU game that I think we will actually have a shot at winning...might be this year!

One of my earliest memories is my dad screaming his head off at the TV rooting for michigan, needless to say i have been hooked ever since!

My grandfather long ago played scout team defensive end for the Ohio State Buckeyes. My Mom graduated from Ohio State. My Dad grew up his entire life in Ohio and is a Buckeyes fan by proxy.

I saw Tim Biakabutuka tearing the Buckeyes a new asshole right in the middle of my formative years and went blue. Broke their damn hearts.

Started my own appreciation/love for michigan... once i enrolled.  I grew up an ND fan, with ND family... but pro-sports were more of my passion as a kid.  My how things change..

thankfully

My parents do not care about sports at all. My mom prefers U of M over State because of their colors and my dad is from New York but I  remember him wanting Penn State to win a game  once, whatever. Unfortunately this meant I often had to miss games because my parents would make me do chores/go shopping with them on Saturdays. Not to mention the many times I was grounded for losing my cool during/after a game. They were always telling me "It's just a game." Parents just dont understand.

My Grandpa introduced me to Michigan football during the 97 season. The first memories I have are of Charles Woodson with a rose in his mouth after the ohio state game and then having a party at my Grandpa's house for the championship game. 

Born in Livonia, born a Wolverine.  Flirted with the dark side a little bit in HS, but thankfully the light pulled me back in.

With Cats!

my grandpa and great grandpa went to U of M, my aunt and uncle have lived in dexter for 20+ years and have had U of M football tickets since I was a young kid, so I grew up a U of M fan.  My dad on the other hand likes to root for any team playing U of M so he always roots for msu, notre dame, and osu when we play them.  what a douche huh?

...both of my parents are from Cleveland and are OSU fans, along with most of my family.  I have several who attended OSU, including an uncle who was a cheerleader.  (As I hang my head in sorrow)  there are several pictures of me as a kid with OSU clothing, but that was when I had the intellect of small girbel.  My first game was a Mich-OSU game in Columbus when I was 4 or 5.

I also have a large Irish Catholic side of my family who loved ND.  They are my second favorite team.

Contrary to what my handle implies, I was born in Detroit.  So the pure awesomeness of UofM drew me in when I grew older.  Now, I have 2 degrees from Michigan and I'm the biggest fan on this board (for real).

Peace

Dad played baseball for a year at Michigan before transferring, Mom is a State grad. Neither of them are too enthusiastic with their fandom, my dad usually just watches UM/MSU games because he's interested, but doesn't seem to get too worked up. He's a Mich fan on the inside. My mom roots for both teams because she's a woman and doesn't really know what to think. I've been a Michigan fan for as long as I can remember, my earliest memories are of Woodson, A Train, Brady, etc.

My parents didn't follow football, but my grandma did.  Grandma was so fond of Michigan football that her Oldsmobiles were given the names of players.  I think her favorite car/player was Anthony Carter.  She was the biggest influence for my love of football and Michigan.

Thankfully I spent a lot of time with Grandma at a young age and don't remember a time when I was not rooting for Michigan.

Dad didn't attend school at but was a huge Michigan fan. Mom and sister always rooted for MSU, then the sister attended MSU making that even evident. Was a huge fan since I can remember, which also happens to be when I was five and was the '97 season.

I never watched college football growing up.  No one in my family did.  I went to U-M because an introduction to business (Business for Dummies) instructor at  a community college said that if I could get into the B-School, I should.  I went for academics as a transfer student.

Fall 1985.  I bought season football tickets because the application was included in my registration package.  My first game was a victory over Notre Dame.  I could kick myself for having missed Michigan football for the first 22 years of my life.  My parents don't get it, but they love me just the same.

Half my family went to Eastern Michigan (including me) and the other half went to UofM.  But we are all Michigan fans.  My first experience going to games was my Dad taking my brothers and me to 4th quarter blow-outs when they opened up the gates back when I was a lad, along with our one-game-per-season actual game.  Now I have season tickets and take my dad to every game, and when my son is old enough (he's one) he will be coming along too.  I don't care that I didn't go to Michigan.  It still feels like my family.  And when they lose I die a little inside so eff off Valenti.

Zero.  First M connection in the family.  But my entire family has hated Notre Dame (save my grandfather, who loves them) since I can remember, so I'm sure that helped in my decision to attend M.

was a Michigan fan mostly because of Bo. I remember watching The Game with my dad and thinking, "That guy on TV looks and acts like my dad". Dad was so proud of Bo. Bo put UM and the entire State of Michigan on the map again.

My oldest sister had to be difficult and go to State. My dad was proud of his little girl going to away to college but not to State. Every holiday when she came home she wore her State gear. It drove

I remember going to visit her on little brother day in all my M gear. She was pissed. I didnt have any other shirts to wear. She took me to a BB game when Magic was playing and I still wore my M gear.

Needless to say, my sister is my second favorite Sparty behind Hutch.

I wish I had a cool story about my grandpa bouncing me on his knee and teaching me the tradition of the Maize and Blue.  Instead, I bought an off-centered Michigan sweatshirt for $5 in the summer of 2006 and that's what started my fandom.