I remember it well...I was sitting in a tavern, eating pizza and drinking an ice cold coke (I was 11) as my dad was getting lit up on well drinks and chain smoking and on the grainy tv above the bar, a team that looked like the Steelers was kicking the ever lovin' crap out of a team with really REALLY ugly uniforms that looked like mustard...and my dad said, "Who ya rootin' for, kid?" and I shrugged and said, "I dunno...who's playing?" my dad laughed and said the team in black was "Iowa" and the team in the ugly uniforms was "Iowa State"...
I looked at the score and said, "I'm going for Iowa!"...my old man back handed me off of the bar stool and said,"YOU CHOOSE IOWA STATE!"...(who knew it would someday become a slogan for the Clones) but to me, back then, my old man wasn't going to tell ME what to do ANYMORE! I said, "NO! I hate you! I like Iowa!"...my dad just laughed and said, "Ok, sing me the fight song then!"...well, I had no idea what the fight song even was or how it went and then he said, "I thought so! You've never even been to Kinnick Stadium and you don't even know the fight song...you're the worst type of fan there is!"...I started crying in that tavern, cuz despite his mean words, I loved the Hawkeyes now...it was as if they chose me instead of me having to force myself to choose them...