I went to a few big games beginning in 1988, but we always lost. Perennial victims to JMU and Richmond. February 11, 1989 was the first game I remember fondly as a student. Mason beat UNCW by two points. Barn-burner of a game. I remember being in the student section and we were loud and boisterous. The aluminum sheets under our feets made for an imposing racket when we stomped them during opponent's free throw attempts. Everyone knew the chants and it was easy for me as a first-timer to catch on. Later in that season I heard that Mason was in the semi-final of the CAA Tourney. I tuned in to WEEL – AM1500 to listen to the last few minutes of the game against East Carolina. We got that one, but it was closer than the eight point margin revealed. The next night, I tuned again to listen to the entire game versus UNCW. The game went to OT. I was freakin' out. I was shakin' inside. I was screaming and hollering at my parents' stereo. Mason pulled out the championship. First time going to the NCAA's!!! Next season, I went to a few more games. Ernie Nestor became worse and worse as a coach, but I went to game after game after DAMNED game. I graduated in December 1992. I used my student ID to get into games until mid-way through the 95-96 season. My Mom bought my brother and me season tickets for Christmas. I have missed only seven or eight home games since. My most memorabke home gane was thumping Tennessee in the opener of the 2005 NIT at home. That place was MAD!!! I've attended Mason away games at JMU, UVa and many CAA/A10 Tourney games in the Big Brown Dump (Richmond Colliseum), Pittsburgh, and D.C. Travelled to Denver, Dayton, and Cleveland, to see NCAA Tourney games. And, best of all, the stunning Mason victory versus UConn to reach the Final Four (and the post-game rally at Patriot Center following the game.) Thirty seasons — I endured the Nestor and Westhead years. Rejoiced when Larrañaga built us up to prominence. Through it all, I just loved going to games simply to sing, "Nah-nah-naa-naa • Nah-nah-naa-naa • Hey-ay-ay • Goodbye!" when we won. And of course the "66 west, 81 south" directions to help JMU find their way home after we beat them at Mason. Then there's the more recent demise via Hewitt that we all are so sadly familiar with, followed by Paulsen to present day. I've seen thick and thin, a frown, a grin and I keep coming to support my team — no matter what happens. I'm a Mason fan!