Growing up the son of a Cleveland Browns season ticket holder, I was lucky. One of my earliest memories as a child watching my father kick my favorite toy across our living room after Minnesota’s Ahmad Rashad catch a Hail Mary from QB Tommy Kramer on the last play of the game on a freezing Minneapolis afternoon in December of 1980.
I was four years old.
I was six when my father took me to my first game. It was October 2, 1983. The Browns lost to the Seattle Seahawks 24-9. I vividly remember Seattle Defensive Lineman Jacob Green picking off a Brian Sipe pass and rumbling a long way for a touchdown as we began our walk out of the stadium. That’s the only thing I remember about the game itself to be honest with you; the walk out of the stadium after the Seahawks had salted the game away with the pick six.
I still have the ticket stub.
From the age of six on, I was lucky enough to be able to go down to the old Stadium on the lakefront with my entire family. My dad had four tickets for e...