From my Facebook page for 9/13/14:
September 14, 1978 - the day I became an Alabama Crimson Tide fan
A question I commonly get is how can someone who has absolutely no recollection of living in the state of Alabama while living some 23 years in Mississippi possibly be a Crimson Tide fan. How I became an Alabama fan is actually quite easy: it all started with an insult. From an Ole Miss fan.
I knew absolutely nothing about football in 1978. Heck, I didn't even know what a line of scrimmage was. I was eight years old and my little world had been happily occupied with Dad's softball games and the Atlanta Braves, the unchallenged worst franchise in MLB. I was riding the bus that Thursday morning and seated next to the kid who lived across the street from me at Chanute AFB. On our way to school that morning he began talking about college football, which I had no idea about. He then asked me where I was from. I told him I was born in Alabama. He then proceeded to tell me that people from Alabama "suck" (a still banned word at my Mom's house) and that "the Ole Miss Rebels" were like God's gift to football. I didn't know enough to argue about it. Heck, I didn't even know if Alabama had a team at that point. I wondered if he wasn't right because we did have one of those miniature footballs from several years earlier that said "Ole Miss Rebels." Maybe he was right.
The Alabama of my youth was nothing about George Wallace, civil rights marches, Bull Connor, or church bombings; it was where the happiest memories of my mere eight years at the time were made. I rode my first boat in Alabama (6/26/77 - on the Alabama River near Selma), played ball in the back yard, gave chase - the next summer I would even ride a motorcycle in the back yard. Alabama was - to me - a place to get away from life and see the grandparents. I'd even gone to my first major league baseball game (6/25/77) leaving with my grandfather who lived in Alabama. So the insult was - to me - misplaced, even if I didn't know anything about sociology or geography. So I got home that night and had to ask Mom - "does Alabama have a football team?" Mom then told me that yes they did and they were REALLY good. In fact, they were coach by a bear!!! Not just A bear but one so tough he was called THE bear - as in the best!!! That intrigued my eight-year old mind that a team was so good that a bear could coach them. And then she told me they were called the most unique name I'd ever heard before: the Crimson Tide. Not Tigers, Eagles, Lions, or some Indian tribe name.....Crimson Tide. The very name sent tingles up my spine. Wow!! Of course then I had to ask what "crimson" was since I had no idea (and my Crayola box only had 64 colors, none of which were crimson). A shade similar to red. The clincher was when I got the newspaper that night and looked at the AP poll rankings for the week. Guess who was right there on top of the polls as the number one team? Yep, you got it!!!
That settled it. I would claim my heritage and birthplace and root for a team with the awesome name coached by a bear. I didn't even know how the ratings were figured - in fact, I later feared that maybe the only reason Alabama was at the top was because their name was first alphabetically. But I came back to school the next day and gave that ole boy an earful, too. I still didn't know much. I couldn't have named even one player on the Tide. But I was set - I was an Alabama fan, which is a whole lot more fun than virtually all the other teams I root for (Atlanta's sports teams, the Texas Rangers, and okay, Duke is pretty good at b-ball). It's now been thirty-six years, a time that has seen Alabama win SIX national championships, SEVEN SEC titles, a Heisman Trophy, and compile a record against Ole Miss of 24-3, with two of those Ole Miss coming off the arm of QB Eli Manning.
It has been a fun time, and I owe it all to a loud mouth. Thanks buddy - because otherwise I might have been on the losing side 24 times
And for those who don't remember - YES, I hold grudges.
Roll Tide