1986-1987 season, we all know how it ends, but for me this is where it started. Everyone in my family is a Hoosier fan and I do mean everyone.
My mother and grandmother's favorite player was a shooter with perfect hair, which made no sense to me. I scored in bunches against the other third graders and never saw a shot I wouldn't take. My hair was always a mess.
All the men in my family thought Bob Knight should be President and had shirts or bumper stickers to prove it. The first thing you saw as you walked into my house was a sign that said, "We interrupt this marriage for IU basketball season."
I watched every game until it was bedtime. My father began to record the later games on VHS tape that I would watch the next day. I heard stories of the past players, saw the heroics of the then current players and began to understand what being a Hoosier was all about.
This is where it all started. An 8 year old boy living in Indiana following in the footsteps of his father, grandfather and thousands of others that called themselves Hoosiers.
I will continue this story at a later date but after the loss to Purdue on Saturday, I felt like I had to go back to the beginning. Back to where this guy began understanding the true meaning of Indiana basketball. I am and always will be a Hoosier.
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