I was 5 yrs. old in 1958. My brother was 7 and he was already a maniacal Colts fan. I watched him, watching the '58 Championship game and I became a Colts fan because of him. Our older brother was a Bears fan, so we had a lot of fun with him, growing up. When the Colts left Baltimore, I swore I'd never root for them again. But, the first time I saw the Horseshoe on the Indianapolis Colts helmets on TV, I realized the Colts were the Colts no matter what city they called home. My brother and our progeny, still watch every Colts game together.