I have always bled blue. I was born into a Wildcat cheering family and I never dreamed of doing anything other than routing for my beloved Cats.
I was born in Kentucky, but we moved often, leading me to spend my high school years in West Virginia. A few years prior to moving to the Mountaineer state I developed my true love for Wildcat basketball.
I remember the infamous LSU game (in which my mother tried to tell me the game was over and I should go to bed. I had an instinct and never gave up on the 'Cats!) and even had the "Gotta be the shorts" t-shirt to celebrate. I also have the 96 championship t-shirt, 97 Unbelievables t-shirt and 98 championship t-shirt in my cedar chest. I dug them out just this past week to reminisce.
When I moved to West Va. my love for the Wildcats grew. It seemed to be my way to hold on to my hometown roots, plus the Cats were rockin' in the 90s! I would clip every photo I could find out of newspapers and magazines and paste them on the closet doors in my bedroom. I have a scrapbook I made of these clippings from the 96-98 seasons in a box of UK memorabilia in my parent's basement. I will be kidnapping that box (I'm sure my mom will be relieved to know that) when I visit next week.
But my point is that I am SOOOOOOOOO thrilled that the Cats are Back! I am definitely not a fair weather fan, I will cheer on my Cats win or lose. However, it is a lot more fun to scream and yell and dance around the living room when the boys in blue win.
I am making sure I am raising my son to cheer on the Wildcats as well! We have the Big Cuz poster the Herald Leader ran last week on a closet door of our home (much like I had clippings posted on my bedroom closet door when I was in high school). I was amazed to see how tall he is, he would have to duck just to enter my house. Not that he will ever enter my house, but, if you are reading this Big Cuz, the door is always open (and the same invitation to any of the UK players and coaches, especially you Tony Delk!).
The kiddo (Hoss) and I posed in our UK attire in front of the poster yesterday.
Trust me, Hoss loves the Wildcats, even though his expression may appear to indicate otherwise. The first word (other than his name) he could spell was C-A-T-S! CATS! CATS! CATS!
So let's go 'Cats! Sixteen hasn't been so sweet. And I am loving this ride!