re: Share some of your experiences you had with your father

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My dad never watched LSU or any football or sports until recently when I got him to into it. He's still just barely pays attention to the scores


A fond memory I have of my dad though:
We were living in Ingleside, TX at the time, just outside of Corpus Christi. Family went to K-Mart. My dad was prone to doing things purposefully that would embarrass the family, and I could the gears turning in that head of his. He hunched over, stuck one hand up to his chest (sideways) and started telling my mom, "momma, I wan da caaaaandy" My mom just responded, "no Ronny, no candy". He just got louder, "MOMMA!! I WANT DA CAAAANDY!!" and he started stomping and yelled "GIMMIE DA CANNNNY MOMMA! Y AW U SO MEAN MOMMA!" So she grabbed a candy bar and put it in the basket. After we were all checked out (my dad maintained this terrible posture to make himself look retarded) and walking out of the building, my dad says in that same voice, "momma, I faaaartedd!!!" and made some retarded laugh. So we started walking faster because we knew he was going to get worse. The further we got, the louder he would yell, "MOMMA I FARTED! I FARTED MOMMA! WHERE U GOIN? COME BACK! I FARTED MOMMAAAAA!" Once he got to the truck, my mom said "what the frick were you thinking, you embarrassed the whole family!" he said "frick it, nobody knows me or none of you, and they probably never will!"

My dad took me a baseball game in early 80's. The ump saw us in the stands(may have been 300 fans tops) and came over and said something b/c he knew my dad. After the game we met him outside and he asked me if I wanted a baseball. I just looked at him and said no I had plenty of them at home

I forget the year but it was during the Curly Hallman era and LSU was playing South Carolina at home. Earlier that week my Dad told me and my brother that he was going to take us to the game for my bro’s birthday. Gameday comes around and my brother was sick and couldn’t make it, my Dad said “that’s a shame” and just took me. Anyway there was more to the surprise than just the game, my Dad was pretty tight with Gov. Edwards so he lined up for us to meet at the governor’s mansion and head to the game in a limo with the Gov. Get to the mansion and Warrick Dunn was there (bye week during his last season at FSU) he was in town b/c they were honoring his Mom. Rode to the game with Warrick, dad, gov, and some guy that looking back on it seemed like an agent. Watched the game in a suite with Warrick (awesome guy), he let me wear his championship ring from the year before and we drank as many coke’s as we wanted. Pretty awesome night even though I’m pretty sure the Tiger’s lost.

I remember in '82, working with my dad as usual on Saturday, when we weren't going to the game, listening to the LSU/Bama game when LSU beat them. We would have the radio turned up loud enough to hear it anywhere we were in the house we were working on, and only started the saw on commercials, cutting several cuts to get us to the next one. What a game that was. It was the only game I remember that my dad said, "Let's go take a break by the radio." and we sat by the radio eating our sandwiches and drinking root beer, listening to the rest of the game. This was special because dad hated to stop working once we got started... I'm that way now too.

I also remember Oregon State coming to homecoming in BR and when we drove past the dorms, we saw a big mural. A Tiger in an LSU uni had a beaver bent over a chewed-off log, humpin him, and in huge letters it said, "Dam the Beavers". Of course dad laughed at how hard me and my brother guffawed about it.

just two of many incredible memories involving my dad and LSU

i was about 10yrs old, my dad and I were walking to the stadium vs a&m and a group of college kids in the back of a pick-up with a keg called my dad out. they said something like "hey old man if you hit this, we're gonna win". So my dad let go of my hand, jumped in the truck and did an epic keg stand. I didn't realize at the time what that was, but my dad was teaching me a lesson. the more keg stands you do before the game the better chance of winning you'll think there is!! ....we lost the game though but I was awarded with that great memory!

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Sitting in New Orleans at the top row to watch the Sugar Bowl in 2007 was almost as nice as Sitting in Cowboys Staduim in the top row. At least at the Superdome, you are right next to the bathroom.

Correction: Mercedes Benz Superdome.

My dad is usually pretty subdued even when he watches the most intense games, but when the Warren Morris home run happened in 1996 he completely lost his shite. That was pretty awesome.

my dad hasn't watched a full big game since 2001. he can't take the suspense. he started stopping watching during UGA 2003. Left and walked around the block. Watched green's td though a neighbors window

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My dad was in Tiger Stadium the night Cannon made "The Run".

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So was my mom!