from our living room in Idaho. I’m guessing it was the 1984 season because my Uncle isn’t the kind of guy who gets into sports so I’m thinking it was a big deal.
Anyway, that’s when I remember first being aware of it all. I would’ve been 6.
I remember my Dad always turning down the tv and turning up KSL on the radio so we could hear Paul James.
When we moved to Utah when I was 14, I thought it was the coolest thing ever to see the stadium where all my heroes had played. My first game in person was essentially a spiritual experience for me as a 15yr old.