My throwback Thursday from December 12, 2007. Go Lobos!!
I am completely and totally unapologetic about my love for Lobo Basketball. I still have my stuffed Louie Lobo from 1966. I started going to the games at The Pit when I was four, the year that it was built. Everyone in my family would take turns being dragged to the games by me. We still sit in the same seats - four rows from the floor. As a child, I hated when the Lobos had road games, but my undying loyalty kept my ear next to my transistor radio listening to Mike Roberts give his play by play.
I remember the days of coach Bob King and point guard Petie Gibson, one of my all time favorite players. Who wouldn't love a player that hits the winning basket in the last seconds against those dreadful Aggies?!
As soon as I set foot in The Pit I would lose all inhibitions. Nothing has changed. I still scream, and flail my arms for those three pointers or if "Moose" Stubing, the infamous ref, made a bad call. I was there the night Marvin Johnson made 50 points in one game. And who else remembers when someone threw a cup on the court causing the Lobos to lose to the UTEP Miners in 1986? I loved when we played against UTEP. I would keep one eye on the floor and the other eye on Coach Don "The Bear" Haskins waiting to see if he would get mad enough at the refs to get ejected.
I was there through Stormin' Norman Ellenberger's reign, his turquoise necklaces, his "Make it Happen" catch phrase and of course the disgrace of Lobogate. I've seen the good coaches, the bad coaches, and the ugly coaches. I've lost faith in many of them, but never in the players.
I don't want to debate the politics of sports at universities. That's for others to do. Whether you love the men's team or the women's team, it doesn't matter. Go to a game and yell at the top of your lungs at one of the most exciting places in the country to see college basketball. I merely want to profess my love for the game and the incredible joy I have when I yell for my favorite team. Go Lobos!