re: what was your first experience at tiger stadium?

October 26, 1991. LSU loses to Florida State 16-27. Sat in the student section with my older brother who was in grad school at the time. It was a monsoon. I feel in love with LSU football that night.

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Washington vs LSU 1982 south endzone

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One year off; that was 1983.

I can't remember the game or the date. It was probably in the late 60s or early 70s.

My memory is stuck on one thing. We were sitting in the end zone. Before the game, the kickers were practicing extra points.

The ball came right to me, and I tried to catch it. It came down right through my hands and hit the seats.

Everyone around me laughed and said I was ready to play for the Saints.

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—tell some stadium housing stories

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Don't really know how long it has been since the stadium was last used for student housing - so many may not. be familiar with that phase at all. At that time the addition of southern end to close in the horseshoe had just begun:
- my room was on 3rd floor, west side - about where the elevator to the press box now is.
= 3 students to a room / 3 small desks / minimal storage
= one community bathroom per section = maybe 12-15 rooms per section?
= one hallway pay-telephone, one water cooler, per section.
= no a/c - but it had steam radiators.
= where the Basketball arena is today was open practice field - used for intramural athletic games, ROTC drills, etc.

many great memories from that time.
- the one telephone was in constant use - people stood in line to get to it. To get a phone call was unheard of - once when I was there one weekend, I walked by and nobody on it. - I stopped to pick it up to call my brother who lived in BR. As soon as I picked it up, it was a dead line = no dial tone. Then I heard my brother speak - hello???? - he had called me and I picked it up before it rang = what are the odds?

had a roommate from New Orleans one semester - never saw him awake but twice - nowhere to be seen after classes - always still asleep when we went to class in the am. = once we took all but six coils that held the spring bed frame to the uprights from his upper cot. Woke up the next morning and he was sound asleep in it - butt sagging two feet below Never saw him again after that semester.

Winter weekends when LSU had an away game, the place was deserted. Unless I hitch-hiked home I was stuck there. One of those weekends, two of us were bored stiff - so late one night (after listening to the Tigers lose) we decided to do a prank - got some newspapers and soaked them in cold water - got them real soggy. Opened our window and waited for someone to walk underneath - Soon a group of six or seven guys came by and we tossed the soggy wet paper down on them. DUMB US!! - we didn't realize they could see the open window even tho the lights were out. They must have been a special forces group just back from Korea - they immediately split into two units headed for the stairways on either end of our section. Realizing we were just moments from getting our asses whipped, we ran out into the hallway but heard them at both ends of the section about to come in. I reached out for the closest doorknob and thank goodness it was unlocked - and unoccupied. We ran in and got into the cots and covered up. The guys went up and down the hall pounding on doors for half an hour before they left. That was my last "practical joke" of that nature in my life.

I was witness to (marginally participated in) one other prank thought up by a group of guys I really didn't know, but was on the floor as it unfolded. They had some kind of beef with guys inside a room a couple of doors down from mine. Went out to see what was going on. They were trying to engineer a booby trap that would fall on them when they left the room - but were getting nowhere. I suggested just getting a balloon full of water that would burst when they opened the door. Some guy produced a condom and filled it with a what would have been 6 gallons of water and tied it to the knob. No way they could undo that without breaking the rubber. Didn't want to be anywhere around when that thing got broken - so I still know know how it turned out.

Sorry I don't have many actual 'stadium dorm" stories - actually, I spent as little time in those rooms as possible - there was absolutely nothing to do. I was not a part animal, and for poor farm boys with no money, if we couldn't hitchhike a ride home, we were stuck.

However, at the time it was home away from home - and I will always treasure my time spent there.

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December 5, 1970. LSU 61 Ole Miss 17.

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^ This

Don’t remember date but it’s definitely party poppers while singing “and the rockets red glare, bombs bursting in air”

Love it

Bama 2012. On the 50. Home side. Watched a bama guy get kicked out for talking shite. So much excitement. But then… pain

Great stadium dorm stories—thanks

—but it had steam radiators.
I bet you roasted in the winter

Mississippi State, 2000