My first Indiana football game I can remember was either a 1996 homecoming game against Iowa. Don’t really remember much. 5-year-olds aren’t often interested in a monotonous four hours of Bill Mallory & Hayden Fry off-tackle runs. There was a big ass hill behind the bleachers, though. Perfect for tossing around whatever shitty plastic football I could procure for the day. Oh, and hot dogs. So many hot dogs. That was enough to have me open to coming back. Team was still bad, though.
Then came Antwaan, Levron, Cam Cameron, and the black oval of death era.