I'm not sure why I continue to hold onto this hobby, but always ultimately do
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I'm not sure why I continue to hold onto this hobby, but always ultimately do
I wonder the same things sometimes and I keep coming back too. I was born a Dawg and raised a Dawg. It's in my blood and I was also raised to not be a quitter so I'm always gonna lick my wounds along with our teams and just keep coming back. It sucks sometimes but it's what we do.
Well, there are worse things I could be addicted to.
Same here. Dad carried me to 1st game at Memphis in 1963 which we lost. Family has had 8 to 12 season tickets for about 55 years. Dad raised me hardcore State ( told him once I should sue for child abuse***), and I raised my son the same. State Class of 1977, son will be Class of 2023. It has never been easy. Hail State!
I think the highs are better than the lows. Just personally speaking. I wouldn't trade the 2021 National Championship run in baseball for anything. Very thankful I lived to see it. Definitely had doubts.
I'm probably more addicted to baseball. I mean- I've been to the Mississippi State Semi Pro Tournament and I wasn't related to any of the players. That's probably my personal rock bottom as far as baseball watching goes. And true story- I didn't go to Prom my junior year to watch a Braves/Yankees spring training game. This was before interleague play in my defense. But still- NOT a real game. An exhibition game.
I should have left after the Maine game like I said I would walking out of the stadium that night.
Anyone else best part of the day (football wise) was watching UT beat BAMA? but instantly knowing... even before our game...we were gonna get ass raped....
I dropped my tickets after Covid year. My buddy dropped his the year before. Between the two of us 8 season tickets dropped. It just isnt worth time, effort and money anymore.
I honestly don't know any more. This old man is tired. Yet every year I come back with renewed hope. It's just in my blood.
My Dad played football for State so it’s been all Dawg since birth. Not to mention countless other family members who graduated from and/or taught at State.
Including my lovely MSCW wife of 35 years who I met at Grad School orientation and we subsequently earned our MSU MBAs together (1984).
A backwoods country kid left home in 1985 to go three hours north wide eyed and na?ve about the world. It became another family that surrounded me in Starkville so it’s always like home. It’s family and that’s one thing you have no control over. So no matter how angry I get, I have no choice.
When the wheels fell off at the end of the Jackie years we had 12 season tickets and usually filled all 12 with friends and family. My SuperDawg Dad was recovering from a severe subdural hematoma he had at age 58 and was learning to speak again. We were playing at home against OM and had won only a couple of games and only my Dad, my sister, and I were on the way to the game on a very cold, wet night. When we saw the stadium lights Dad said very deliberately, "Son, you know what? It won't be long till Spring Training". He died at 59 and I still miss him. It's about more than wins and losses. Hail State!