I was born in '88. As many of you know, my dad is a huge Bengals fan, while the rest of my family is all about the Colts. In his own words, he started taking me to Colts games before I was even 1 in the hopes that I would "be a Colts fan and not share in the misery of supporting the Orange and Black". So nearly quite literally, I've attended games my entire life.
I've witnessed some really good football and some really heartbreaking moments. My earliest memory of the RCA Dome was the '93 season. We played the Patriots and beat them I think like 9-6. Low scoring game but something about that day and that rivalry has carried me for years. We were high up in the stands, and I was captivated with the formations and strategies. I still have my Jim Harbaugh jersey from the mid 90s (can't fit it in though!). Loved Captain Comeback, and I'm happy for him with his success at Michigan. Played running back in high school, but I was never an all world athlete. Didn't matter, it was fun minus the concussions. Of course, what a time it was to be growing up, witnessing Peyton Manning. He changed so many of us 90s kids. Forever thankful for what he brought to Indiana.
And on a more sour note: I can't forget the Steelers... My hatred for the Steelers will go on as long the sun continues to rise. I was there for the '95 championship game, the '05 playoff game for both the Bengals (RIP Carson Palmer's knee) and the Colts (Bye Vanderjagt), and the 2016 Bengals-Steelers playoff meltdown. Needless to say, I do not like the Steelers or Steelers fans one bit.