hawkdrummer1
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Grew up just a short hop from I.C. In those days you could easily sneak into the stadium and toss the ball around and kick field goals until somebody saw you. We did that a number of times.
My first game was the day the stadium was dedicated as "Kinnick Stadium".
And I was in the Marching Band during the magical season of 1981 when it all turned around and we ended up in Pasadena. Still one of the most memorable seasons ever...and an incredible week in California.
FYI, sneaking into the stadium at night wasn't too tough either. I made a late night visit with my "Lois Quam" to the Gold "I" on the 50 yard line. Turf burns are painful.
My first game was the day the stadium was dedicated as "Kinnick Stadium".
And I was in the Marching Band during the magical season of 1981 when it all turned around and we ended up in Pasadena. Still one of the most memorable seasons ever...and an incredible week in California.
FYI, sneaking into the stadium at night wasn't too tough either. I made a late night visit with my "Lois Quam" to the Gold "I" on the 50 yard line. Turf burns are painful.
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