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.
What sort of home did you grow up in?
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.
When Pinkel was there, and the early days of Amstutz, they were worth traveling for. Best "little" school in the nation.
same.. grew up in toledo (and go to UT) made the choice at a very young age of choosing michigan over osu mainly cause my family was all osu and I found it more exilerating to cheer for the other team. yeah I know real mature of the 4-5 year old I was. But it just grew and grew. My family is really into osu, pretty much they have every starters autograph from the last 8 years some where in the house, so everything they knew about osu I had to learn about michigan. Just took off from a young age and now its to the point I look at this site during class, work and to top it off, when the girl friend falls asleep and I dont feel like laying around
Does your family happen to own a tattoo parler? just wondering.
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.
What part of South Dakota? I lived in McCook Lake for 6 years, 3 semesters at University of South Dakota.
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.
Love the lawnmower story. My bigger question, though....was there major payback for your dad in recent years?! I can't imagine that they didn't dream up some especially sinister payback after events like The Horror, etc. This is why I don't have the cajones to pull major stunts like the block-M, burnt grass, lawnmower trick. I can't stand the payback that usually ensues!
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 father was the only real football fan in the family and at the time he was into PSU because he went to lots of games with his friends. My uncle (his brother) went to Michigan for grad school after getting his undergrad from PSU. I remember visiting (couldn't have been more than 4 or 5) and from then on I was hooked.
I too wanted to attend, but the funds just weren't there since my parents divorced and all the money that had been set aside "disappeared". My father did get a sweet 56 corvette after they divorced though. (coincidence?)
I started dating my wife when my (step)son was a year old. She and her first husband were pretty hardcore PSU homers. The ex even has a gay looking PSU lion tattoo on his shoulder. I made sure that David was raised properly and he is Michigan all the way. I converted my wife and it still drives her ex nuts that David loves Michigan. It was even worse when they were losing to Michigan annually.
It is his dream and my hope that his grades are good enough and I will have the means to send him there in about 5 years.
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..
Parents really don't understand. Over the New Year, I was visiting my parents in SW Florida and watched the Gator Bowl with them.
By the end of it, my mom told me to go to my room until I had a better attitude... ...I'm 25...
I feel for ya, man.
Born in Livonia, born a Wolverine. Flirted with the dark side a little bit in HS, but thankfully the light pulled me back in.
confidential in HS and all but you can pretty much tell the >3.2 crowd in any MIchigan HS by just looking at the sweatshirt they sport.
I LOVE that movie. It's gotten to the point to where my wife say's one of two things:
"Oh God, you're watching The Jerk again?" Or "I don't understand why the movie is called The Jerk, and you're not in it." The second one she kids about. I think.
Maybe if you boys quit whacking it in his tool shed, he wouldn't be such a dick.
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).
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.
because of the smooth bag or despite it?
it took 44 posts for someone to post this.
Posted it two pages over, and smiled because I thought I was the first, dammit.
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.
When it comes to supporting the Wolverines, it doesn't matter how you got here; it just matters that you did.
Wal-Mart Wolverine crap never bothered me. If you root for the Maize and Blue, you're alright in my book (save for the ones that act like trashy OSU fans and make other M fans look like dicks).
My parents are both from Lansing, but neither went to MSU. Still, they were casual MSU fans. I have baby pictures of me dressed in MSU crap. My parents were not heavily into sports though.
Things changed when we moved outside Ann Arbor in 1988. I was 8 years old, and my dad started taking me to basketball and football games. Between the 1989 championship, Desmond, the Fab Five, etc I became a HUGE UofM fan. I think my dad slowly started changing too because it was something we did together.
When my parents divorced in 94 I lost that bond with my dad, and my mom moved us back to Lansing. So I'd say 90% of my friends in high school were MSU fans. I think it strengthened my love of UofM athletics by constantly being teased about them (and the mid/late 90s were not a time when MSU had much to gloat about mind you, so the teasing came off really lame to me).
Overall, I'm a "State of Michigan" fan. I cheer for State when they don't play UofM. Of course I live out of state so I don't have to hear the "little brother" chatter any more.
I've been informed that my first word was "hockey." By age 7, dad had taught me how to shoot a .22, my feminist alumna grandma had made it clear that Michigan was the best school in the world, my Hungarian side of the family had taught me how to embroider, eat with the correct forks, and ladylike activities in general, and my youngest half-sister was born. What sort of home, you ask? An interesting one.
I grew up in a house where they were michigan fans but oft didn't know who they played the next saturday didn't know a ton about them, but watched them every week. No one in my family had ever been to college. No one in my family had ever been to a Michigan game at the big house. I was always the most diehard fan there was. I wore the number six (or 16, or 86, or anything with a six in it) because of Tyrone Wheatley. I remember the rose bowl in 93 when I was six (turned 7 eight days later) but I don't remember what happened on my sixth birthday, or seventh for that matter. I went to my first real live Big House game when I was 17. Paid my own way. Got tickets from a friend of my sister-in-law's. I knew from the time I was 8 I wanted to go to Michigan; there was just no way in hell I was going unless I took on an assload of debt. I transferred to U of M - Dearborn after my freshman year in Siberia (Michigan Tech) and graduated Magna Cum Laude half paying my own way/half being indebted to Wachovia and the government for student loans. I discovered this website my sophomore year of college and have become a bigger fan each year. I saw my first game at Yost last year and hope to get to Crisler soon.
are quite inconsequential... very well, where do i begin?
is in my blood. my grandpa graduated in 1936 and my moms entire side of the family went here. my dad is a u of m grad as well, and took me to my first football game in the big house when I was 2 months old. I have made it to 2 or 3 home games each year since, always driving or taking the train in from Chicago. I got to see the best and worst games...think kordell Stewart hail Mary, as well as the woodson vs. Boston in the epic 97 game. Running onto the field was one if my finest memories while visiting Michigan as a kid. When I was applying to schools, my parents let me choose wherever I wanted to go and would help me pay for school with two exceptions: nd and osu. my dad pretty much said he would disown me is I went there. Picking Michigan was an easy choice and my mom admitted after my decision they knew I was going to choose this fine institution. I'm proud of my upbringing and that I can carry on the third generation alumni status, graduating in 2008.
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4 posts...this is what i get for trying to post in a place with no phone service
I started my life in California, my mom went to Cal Berk, so i should have been a Cal Bears fan but didnt know to much about college sports at a young age. I was a big 49ers fan and the only thing i knew was good football, where the 49ers are now thats been long gone out the door, but im still a big niners fan. Moved to Indiana and my mom got married to a gentleman that watched Michigan Bball and love it, so i became a fan but not really a michigan football fan at the time until that glorious rose bowl. Since then my mom has followed me, my step father was Blue, my sister has followed me, and out side of the house you wouldnt believe how many Michigan fans that live in Terre Haute, Indiana! Go Blue
My first real memory of Michigan is driving in my dad's car the week leading up to the Notre Dame game. We had WJR on and J.P McCarthy was making fun of Notre Dame. He played a parody of the Notre Dame fight song that said:
Tears, tears for old Notre Dame
Michigan beat you ain't it a shame
The lyric got stuck in my head and I sang it all week.
Growing up I assumed everyone was a Michigan fan. I remember my mom leapng off of the couch and sreaming "run, run" when Anthony Carter caught the pass against Indiana.
I was really disappointed when I didn't get in to Michigan (I went to Hillsdale), but I realized it didn't mean I couldn't still be a fan. The majority of my fraternity brothers seemed to be Michigan fan's too so we probably cheered Michigan more than we cheered for our own team.
My grandfather was a 1905 UM grad, and then got a Masters here. During the 1920s the family, including my dad, lived in homes on Wells St. and later on Packard. My earliest UM football memories are of my dad listening to UM games in the late '50s and early '60s and expressing his hatred for Woody Hayes and active dislike for MSU. Unfortunately during those years, victories over OSU and MSU were few and far between so my dad didn't have a lot to celebrate.
I grew up in a Penn State household. In my grandparents home I think the standard crucifix at the bottom of the steps was hung just below a portrait of JoePa. And, to my credit, one of the first times I chose to stay home by myself as a youngster was when the rest of the family got together to watch the 85 Fiesta Bowl.
I'm sure I disappointed the family, choosing a night of Optimus Prime and the Autobots over Shane Conlan and company... but maybe that's what first prepared them for the reality of today.
I'm the 25th member of my family to attend Michigan, going back to great-grandparents. My paternal great-grandfather graduated with an engineering degree from Michigan in 1918 and, remarkably, my great-grandMOTHER graduated with her masters in english and latin in the early 1920s. My grandfather was a third string fullback for the wolverines back in the day. My parents met at UM, married here, and then moved to Ohio for my dad's job. I was raised a Michigan fan in Ohio during the Cooper years, so at least I won all the bets on games, although I received crap all the time from OSU fans. I still remember my third grade teacher asking me in front of the entire class why I was wearing a michigan sweatshirt to school and telling me to take it off. This adversity made me and my brother extremely fanatical because we had to be on top of our game at all times to trump OSU fans. My parents have had season tickets for 40 years and I've been attending football games since I was 6. I had to miss my first game when I was 5 because I had the chicken pox (thought this was the end of the world, but it made for a good admissions essay). You better believe my kids will be brought up blue, even though the fiance is a state fan (has degrees from both state and UM), because who has season tickets?? This girl! Go blue!
I was raised in suburban Cincinnati, but my mom graduated from Michigan in the mid-70s so I have been a Michigan fan my whole life (my parents are not from Ohio, we moved to Cincy when I was very young). My dad doesn't care about Michigan at all--he has a deep-seated distrust of large universities and college athletics (he much prefers the NFL). My mom, however is a die-hard. I learned all of my curse words from her at an early age as I sat in front of the TV with her during Michigan football games. While a lot of people have stories about their dad bringing them up on Michigan football, my stories all involve my mom. She's the one who took me to my first few Michigan games before I attended U of M. One year she took me to the Ohio State game and it was the first time she had ever seen Michigan lose in person outside of the Rose Bowl.
I grew up in a humble home, my dad lost his job when mom was pregnant with me, so we lived in a low rent part of town, under the bridge....in a van...DOWN BY THE RIVER
I grew up with no internet, cell phone, GPS, Wii or XBox. My only source of entertainment? My father's stories of eating jungle rice, hiding in barrels of sake behind enemy lines, and retrieving General McArthur's corncob pipe - and of Willie Heston, Tom Harmon, Ron Kramer and Anthony Carter.
I think I have everyone beat:
My dad's side of the family all went to MSU.
My mother's side of the family are all OSU diehards.
I, the lone black sheep of the family, went to UofM. Family gatherings, especially the last 3 years have been unbearable.
Stay strong my friend.
my dad hated Bo, Moe, Lloyd and RR...but he is so old he don't know who Hoke is yet.
I was a Baltimore Colts fan early on. Johnny U and all dat.
And then, in 9th grade...i fount MICH.
My dad, even though he attended Eastern, was always a big Michigan fan. I remember him yelling and screaming at the TV right along with Bo. When I was 9 years old he took me to two games in 1989, Indiana & Purdue. I watched Tony Boles run for a 91 yard TD against the Hoosiers, and return a kick off against the Boilermakers. The atmosphere in the big house was too much influence for a 9 year old and thus began my Michigan addiction. Thankfully, this fine institution accepted my college application and I started the Michigan tradition in my family. As a former member of the Marching Band, I can tell you there is no greater college experience for the average Michigan student than running out of that tunnel on a warm September afternoon to 110,000 screaming maize and blue faithful. Go Blue !!
I always liked Michigan football a lot but I don't think I actually fell in love with everything about the blue until my junior year going into my senior year. Along with a couple of my teammates from Romulus I attended the Michigan technical summer camp. That was like summer of 2002 and it is still the best week of my life! I had so much learning from good coaches from all over and competing with kids from around the nation. I don't know if that's an indictment on my life or that week was that special and exciting. So I guess this is when I turned into the fanatic I am today that bleeds blue like no other! I seen Lloyd Carr speak and met Jim hermman (excuse the spelling) I even seen Kevin grady win the top rb award at the camp as a soph ...it was just a great time that I always wish I could go back and relive. But anyway...Go Blue!!!
Unavoidable, I was born and raised in Ann Arbor. Dad went to M the in the 1940's, he was a boy scout usher in the 1930's and had season tickets for years. Mom was from Cleveland (went to Baldwin Wallace) and hated OSU and ND. She was a more vocal fan than my Dad. Also had 4 season tickets to BB.
I was able to get into games as a kid on a student tickiet for like $5 for games that were not sold out. Lived on the same street as Canham and a couple of blocks from Ufer and about a mile from Schembechler (went to school with one of his step sons who was my age). Graduated from Michigan and have been brainwashing my own kids....
My folks were from Benton Harbor, so they were pretty indifferent to UM or MSU. After my mom graduated from LMCC, we moved to Lansing so she could go to Staee. My old man was working at the prison in Jackson, so they chose Lansing since it wasn't too far from his job. Because of my parents' indifference, I too was indifferent towards the two until a certain five freshmen changed that. I was a diehard basketball fan then, and believe it or not, hated football. I lived and died with the Bad Boys, and then the Fab Five came around and I was sold. Since I rooted for UM in basketball it only made sense that I would root for the university as a whole. As I began following the fball team, I realized that I loved that more than bball.
My parents and siblings never liked sports of any kind - still don't, save fishing. My dad would "rather take an ass-whoopin than sit and watch a football game". I get that.
I'm lucky that my grandfather liked college football. I randomly was watching with him one Saturday afternoon on an old b&w tv, and Butch Woolfolk and Ron Simpkins were tearing it up. I liked it, but I probably liked hanging out with grandpa more than anything.
As the 80s moved in, it was AC time, then came Harbaugh and Morris, and by that time I was hooked. And that's the beginning and the end of it...
My parents met at Michigan. We went to a lot of football games. I'm going to Michigan next year. That's about it.
When I was a kid, I spent most of my time playing Hoop-n-Stick with the neighbor lads. I rarely watched Michigan on TV because football and TV hadn't been invented yet. I also spent many a lazy summer days competing in the hammer throw. A worthwhile endeavor if you have the means (which is just a hammer).
Pretty much grew up in a home where you studied most of the day and paid no attention to sports. :(
Missed out on the entire 90's sports-wise lol, never saw any of the Fab Five on TV or Michael Jordan's Bulls years
My family's only heirlooms are four tickets 40 rows up the 50-yard line that have been in the family since 1960. I've been going to football with my father, basketball with my mother and hockey with the whole family since I was 8. Every family member and relative who went to college went to Michigan, except my sister, who we lovingly refer to as Little Brother.
My dad went to State but left as soon as that was no longer a deferment. MSU never gave him much to root for, and his friends were all Michigan fans so by the time I was born, he was graduating from Oakland University and liked Michigan.
My mom was M, as was her mother (which was unusual in her day for Michigan to use one of its few allotted spots for Jews for a girl). But me ma doesn't care about sports except for "how cute everyone looks in their outfits."
Michigan was just always the home school among the kids in my grade. Literally nobody mentioned Michigan State -- when we split into teams it was Michigan and Ohio State, except the kids whose team was supposed to be Ohio State would refuse to call it that and say the teams don't have names. Sometimes it was UCLA cause we had a UCLA fan. I became a real Michigan fan when I went and visited the school with my cousin for a weekend when I was 11 and witnessed a real honest-to-God Desmond Howard doing ninja things.
Since then so much family has suffered from the admissions department:
- Little Brother 1: Not accepted to undergrad in '99, went to State
- Brother-in-Law: Huge M fan until not accepted in '00, went to State
- Little Brother 2: Not accepted to undergrad in '02, went to WMich.
- Sister-in-Law: Not accepted to undergrad in '02, went to Penn State
- Wife: Not accepted to undergrad in '03, went to Emich, became a State fan b/c her brother kept inviting her to party in E.L.
- Little Sister: Not accepted to undergrad in '04, went to State (sensing a theme here?)
- Sister-in-Law 2: Not accepted to undergrand in '06, went to State
- Little Sister: Not accepted to Grad School in '10. WTF guys?!?
I don't know anyone who got into Michigan and chose to go to Michigan State. But I do know a lot of people who didn't get into Michigan and chose to go to Michigan State who now say they know someone who got into Michigan and chose to go to Michigan State. They don't know anyone who got into Michigan and not State.
In no way is this intended to make fun of your sibling:
Your little brother went to State.
That is all.
Oh all of the people at rcmb got into Michigan but chose to go to MSU. Obviouslyyy
I grew up in the Toledo area and my Dad was a huge Ohio State fan. I became a Michigan fan the year I graduated from high school. I was attending the local community college to escape the draft. Anyway my Dad was watching the UM-OSU game and I rooted for UM because I wanted to piss off my Dad and they were big underdogs. Yep, 1969. Needless to say I've been hooked ever since.
Yes I'm old, yes I have facial hair, but I wanted RR to succeed and defended him against my peers. Until the last three games finished the dream.
Dad is from Dearborn and went to Madonna. Mom is from Wisconsin and decided to spend three years in the early 80's cheerleading for the packers (I'm not kidding). Dad's side is True Blue other than two of my cousins who have gone green in the last few years. Mom's side is composed of casual Badger fans but also owns three sets of Packer season tickets (which I may inherit if I ever move to Wisconsin). Grew up in Westland, played for a high school that wore winged helmets, and my dad taught me which college team to root for from an early age (although I went with mom's side for a pro team). Football was always the favorite sport in our household and I've developed quite the healthy obsession during my 22 years on this Earth.
I am a younger fan (16 as of now) but I grew up as the no-sports-kid-who-feels-his-dad-is-ashamed-of-him-every-other-day.
The past couple years (2007) I started noticing and following Michigan football. It probably began when The Horror occured. 2010 I had started coming to this site and gained a huge amount of fandom. My dad is a "State of Michigan guy" and I HATED/STILL HATE Michigan State. Mostly because of the Spartans around me- the same ones you guys see.
Mom grew up as hockey/baseball fan and is a Michigan fan because of me and my dad. Aunt and Uncle's families are both State and Grandpa is a Tennessee fan.
I'm a Michigan Fan
My mom is the superfan in the house besides me. My dad doesn't really care very much. But my mom and two uncles went to Michigan, but I don't know if I'll go there or not. I may have to go to State for the thing I want to do, which is landscaping architecture.
My big brother went to MSU for Landscape Architecture. He is not a sports fan but lives in Ann Arbor. He is ambivalent about MSU but it had a better LA program at the time. Not sure if M still has a LA program. If you want to be a Vet or are into weeds and trees them MSU is a good choice. Being an LA is a tough way to make a living though, he has been a contractor after a couple of years as a LA.
Spent the first 10 years of my life pulling for tOSU only because being born and raised in C-Bus you are pretty much brain washed into it. Then there was that faitful day that tOSU fired Earl Bruce for what I felt was really a b.s. reason. I then decided to say FOSU and became BLUE.
Fondly remember the days of Ricky Powers, Leroy Hoard, Elvis Grbac, Tyrone Wheatley, Mercury Hayes, Desmond Howard, Derrick Alexander, Amani Toomer, Charles Woodson et al.
I've made the pilgrimage from central ohio to AA at least once a year since 2000 and began taking my youngest son with me last year. Gotta bring up another generation of BLUE in the house to offset my wife's tOSU sacralidge.
I was 4 or 5 (early 70's) my dad and I went over to my uncles to watch THE game.We got there early because my uncle went out and bought a new tv and dad helped him carry it in and set it up.
.At halftime Michigan was playing badly and losing,my uncle calmly went outside picked up a brick,come back in and promptly threw it through the screen!.Needless to say I grew up a diehard!
My brother and I are U of M grads. We were born and raised in Michigan, so I think my Dad was glad we got the Michigan educated at instate rates. My dad loves busting our chops about Michigan, but he secretely roots for them.
owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery.
My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet.
My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy
The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets.
When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe.
At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it
Oh yeah, and most of the family are huge Michigan fans. My father and uncle went to Cleveland St. Joseph high school. They were good friends with Andy Cannavino, and Al Sincich who went to St. Joe's (As well as Desmond Howard, Elvis Grbac, and Eric Riley). At the time they were too small for Ohio State and didn't even get a 2nd look. Bo didn't seem to think so.
About halfway up the board.
I was born and raised in a 70's/80's Upper Peninsula that consisted of a fractured fanbase of UM, MSU, and - to a lesser extent - Badger fans (there are arguably more U.P. MSU fans in recent years due to the Izzo Yooper influence, and probably more Badger fans in the southern tier of the U.P. since their program's revival in the 90's). My dad was always a UM fan, though, and my first memories of UM football were the Rick Leach glory days during the late 70's. My uncle was a die-hard Bo disciple and high school football coach, so I was also probably brainwashed from listening to him wax poetically about Bo, Leach, Carter, Harold Woolfolk, etc. And don't get me started about Bob Ufer...the man's voice was electric in pre-ESPN/BTN days when I was lucky to witness three UM games per year on TV in the northern hinterlands. I was hooked from early childhood and lived/died with every win/loss. After turning down some lucrative offers to stay "home" to attend college (Michigan Tech...a great school, Northern Michigan, etc.), I opted to attend UM (first UM student of my family) after visiting the campus as a HS junior. I was hooked even further. The academic vibe was unlike anything I had ever witnessed. So my early UM football fandom morphed seamlessly into student-fan, then alum-fan, status. I'm currently raising two children in the cradle of Badger Nation (Madison, WI). I have "allowed" them to be Packer fans since I begrudingly admire the way that franchise is run, although my son proclaims himself a Lions fan. I also feel weird describing Michigan's football glory days to them since they have really only witnessed mediocrity - or less - in their cognizant lifetimes. With out-of-state tuition skyrocketing, I may have to also begrudgingly allow my kids to be Badgers as undergrads. But they can always pursue grad/professional degrees at UM, right?!
I was raised a Mich fan by a fairly die-hard Michigan dad (neither of my parents went to college, they just were raised to understand that Michigan is who you are supposed to root for which, duh). Everything was going fine until my older brother picked State over U of M (their study abroad program is apparently easier to deal with and more affordable), at which point my dad became split. Rather than pick between his son and his team, he now roots for MSU when MSU plays anyone who isn't Mich.
I went to GVSU (had to get out of the east side of state), but never lost my die-hard Michigan fandom, nor did I forget my upbringing. And, let's be honest, DII football is barely football, despite the fact that GVSU owns the GLIAC. I need Michigan football just to survive.
Matters for my family got worse when my little sister decided to go to State. It's just a big mess. Every now and then when I come home, I'll see my dad wearing an MSU shirt and a part of my heart cries.
I grew up a HUGE Notre Dame fan as a kid growing up in Southern California.
Moved to Michigan and remained a fan of the Irish until I met Jerry Faust and his staff. That ended any and all love I had for ND.
I grew up in CA and usually rooted against M. Iowa was one of my favorite teams for some reason. I became a fan when I started grad school, because from then on Michigan was my school. I later went back for a second grad degree and by my last year I probably had more credits than anyone else in the student section despite having gone somewhere else for undergrad. I was in row B that year.
I decided in elementary school that I liked UM best because sparty colors sucked IMO. My Dad is a spartan fan but likes to see UofM do well also. One of my grandfathers couldn't care less. The other was a Diehard Roman Catholic Notre Dame Fan. My sisters would lean more toward State. Mom doesn't care. I remember following closely the likes of Brady and Henson first. Best Brady memory was the game against Penn State his senior year I believe. Benny Joppru (sp?) was one of my early favorites after watching a couple of bootleg plays. Tim B. and Mercury Hayes were the first players I remembered. SO many scattered memories (hell, I even liked Tractor Traylor and Avery Queen lol).
I did'nt learn to hate OSU really until late high school. Had a soft spot (due to family) for ND until college and now I hate them second to OSU.
No family lineage at UofM and I did not go there. Always loved and appreciated the tradition and the colors and the sunny day games watching on TV in the fall. Great memories.
I grew up in a non-descript colonial in suburban Detroit (southern Oakland county), the son of an Indiana grad (dad) and a Michigan grad (mom). Mother knows best, and I found myself in Ann Arbor from 1996 to 2000. In any event, dad grew up in Michigan and was, at heart, a Michigan fan.
My Dad watches the Super Bowl, probably used to watch more sports. My Mom never watched much sports. We never really watched a game together, and I never went to a Michigan game until my senior year in high school (not as a family, I went with friends). They got into GVSU when my cousin played there. That's when they got into football, and now that I go here they root for Michigan, but also cheer for MSU if they're not playing Michigan. We live closer to Lansing, and now that they are "Michigan fans" they realize that their MSU fan friends are annoying. It was awesome when my Mom said that for the first time because I had been thinking that for a long time but she just never understood, plus she's pretty religious.
I was born in Indiana to Catholic IU and Indiana State grads (My mom was a freshman when Larry Bird was a senior. She said he had one hell of an entourage when he walked around campus).
I was raised rooting for IU basketball and ND football, which is natural for Catholic IU fans (so I'm told). I'm even ashamed to say my room was painted half-blue half-white with ND Fighting Irish wallpaper cutting through the middle and an Irish bedspread. My dad and grandpa hate Purdue, so they were the evil school until we moved to Michigan when I was six.
While our house was being built in Brighton, we lived in the townhouses just north of Briarwood for several months. Between trips the children's hands-on museum and visiting the Big House, I fell in love with AA and Michigan. I still wish I had that '97 Rose Bowl sweatshirt.
When I applied to college, I wanted to go to a Big Ten school and narrowed it to IU and Michigan. When IU offered a scholarship that cut tuition to the equivalent of in-state Michigan, it still wasn't a very tough decision: Better school, better sports, cooler people. I'll give Ann Arbor and Bloomington a tie for nightlife and cede the hotter girls to Indiana, but I have yet to regret my decision and now I savor every phone call down to Florida to talk about how Michigan just handed ND their jocks.
I hope I'm making the same phonecall on September 10th!
One funny pre-freshman year story: When my mom, being an ISU grad, saw the ticket prices for student season football tickets, she told me not to order them because it's absurd and I could get better prices. (I thought $21 a ticket was absurd - absurdly cheap)
She told me they used to buy tickets before the game for a few dollars to see the Sycamores play. I then told her that A.) She went to college in 1978 and B.) This is Michigan, not Indiana State.
When my dad came home, she went to him thinking she'd get support. My dad laughed about as hard as I've heard him laugh before and handed me a check to order them. So, no, mom isn't a huge sports fan.
My dad was a Sparty fan and my brother pulled for ND. I was the lone UM fan. Saturdays were not pretty in our house. Luckily for me, my best friend growing up had season tickets to the Big House and his sister never wanted to go. So I was able to escape the madness as they would adopt me as their Saturday son.
Grandfather has worked for UofM for 65 years although now all he does is head usher in Section 1. I was born on campus so it has been thick in the blood as long as I can remember. We watched games religiously. Now that I am in Texas, getting to games is tougher but I sit down with my wife (from West Texas) and my two boys each week with our maize and blue on as well as maize and blue M&M's, sunflower seeds and cookies.
My dad and I can discuss games countless years back and he can recite every QB, RB and WR to come through the tunnel. My grandfather calls me 4 times a week to tell me who he ran into at the fieldhouse and what the latest is on the team.
It's in the blood and it's THICK even though I turned down a music scholarship to go to college in Texas.
BLUE, that is all!
Except I married a bUCKEYE, then converted her, One trip to the Big House.
Grew up in Pa, but both parents went to State but grandfather to UofM. I knew both schools and cheered for both until the Fab Five, and Ive hated Sparty since.
Who grew up?
I've always wanted to tell this story.
I was born in Ohio as were most of three generations behind me. My parents met at ohio wesleyan in the fifties. My dad went to OSU law. He started at a firm in Cleveland and was transferred to their Detroit office in 1964.
My first memory of big ten football was when Michigan won in 70 or 71 and went to the rose bowl and I felt terrible for OSU. I continued to be a buckeye fan, loyal to my dad.
Embarrassing as it is to this day, I too went to Ohio Wesleyan as a freshman in 1977. I found when I got there that I was a slim minority coming from Michigan. I also found that I didn't like ohioans.
By the time The Game came that year, I'd decided to rebel against my family and the locals and become a Wolverine fan for life. The best decision I ever made.
I transferred to Michigan in Winter 1980. My dad never got over it. Fuck him. Love him. And rest his soul.
I'm a first generation Michigan fan. My dad actually rooted for Notre Dame as I was growing up because he like Lou Holtz as a motivator. I don't think he realized how corrupt the little fella was. I started liking Michigan in 1990 after watching Jon Vaughn (with whom I share a first name) run rampant against the Irish. I loved the winged helmets. I've never rooted against Michigan since.
Grew up in Livonia and was a Michigan fan since third grade when my MSU graduate of a teacher brought us all cups from a Michigan game (must have been a UM/State game). My sister was a State fan out of spit but now she's a Michigan fan even though she goes to Western. My parents never went to college, but for some reason, they had two sweatshirts with Snoopy and Woodstock on them that said, "Michigan Cheers!" I distinctly remember the 1997 UM/OSU game because I watched it while making out with my boyfriend of the time (it was freshman year in high school, football and making out were the two most important things to me).
The fiance and I are graduates of this fine establishment, were in the MMB, and are now currently hardcore fans deep in the heart of Soonerland.
...suprised this quote didn't come up sooner on this thread.
But seriously, great topic. Grew up in middle class Royal Oak (LONG before it beacame chic, hip (?) and over-priced). Latch key kid - Dad was an Architect, Mom worked for Sports Illustrated in an advertising sales office in the Fisher Building in downtown Detroit. In this capacity, there were always "extra tickets" available to the Tigers (Tiger Stadium) Wings (Olympia!!), Pistons (Cobo Hall) and UM Football. My sister, 5 years older, provided the Almost Famous influences, bringing me up on a healthy dose of Led Zepplin, Who, Santana, Stones, Yes, Hendrix, et al.
Pre-Cable (3 network channels, CBC and WKBD Channel 50), my media exposure to UM Football was limited to the annual televised UM/OSU game on ABC, 1 game/year in person at the Big House (always a big deal) and the Saturday evening Al Ackerman-led local news highlights of UM beating the living daylights out of one of the Little 8 (oh how I miss those days). Between the helmets, Bo, the triple option, Big Ten domination and Dennis Frankiln (still to this day, for some reason, my favorite all-time UM player), I was an instant fan-for-life.
My dad was a good enough athlete that his team made the State of Michigan finals in basketball his senior year. Rudy Tomjonovich was a Junior on that team and came off the bench for my dad.
He was smart enough to figure out that education was more important than sports and didn't even play college ball. Sports were never a big deal in our house growing up. He had gone to MSU and it didn't phase him at all that I selected Michigan. (I would have never learned about what kind of athlete he was if it wasn't for my mom and her brothers.)
His career has been such that he just hasn't made time for actively following sports. He reads the papers and will watch if he has time, but it isn't a priority.
Now I'm a Michigan nut, my wife is too, and my three children are nearly fully indoctrinated. They love going to Michigan games and have seen what I'm like during football, basketball, and hockey.
Not sure which is the better way to grow up, but I couldn't change even if I wanted to.
I was alwasy cognizant Michigan had a good football team when I was younger (and the Block M had a certain mystique that captivated me), but it was the 1989 season when I started to discover I bled Maize and Blue. I was in second grade that year and the week of the Michigan-Michigan State game, kids wore shirts to sport their loyalties (as did some teachers). I told my Dad one of those days that week what was going on and if he had any loyalty and he said he liked Michigan State and he DISLIKED BO because he thought he was arrogant. That did it for me--whenever I saw Bo on TV, I thought of him as the hardened grandfather type that may discipline you hard, but would love you to death. How can you hate Bo? So it was from that day forward I rooted for Michigan. 1990 was rough because my dad rubbed it in after the missed Sparty tripping penalty, but 1991 (which was the first full season I can remember watching MIchigan football) was just a blast watching Desmond Howard.
Eventually, my dad relented since my two younger brothers and I all have degrees from Ann Arbor. And I also have told me dad that if he ever met Bo, his dislike for him would probably disappear within 30 seconds.