One of my earliest memories was being in the then-recently-finished basement of our old house my family has since moved from. I guess I was five years old. The Rams were being shown on the television. My father was in the room with me, and he pointed to the television and excitedly said, "Look, that's the Rams. They play in Los Angeles right now, but next year they will be moving to St. Louis to play here!" My family is charter PSL-holders for the St. Louis Rams, and I have been going to games since they were playing at Busch Stadium.
In those early seasons, when my family did not have as much money, I would go with my father, one of his co-worker friends he met in undergrad at Saint Louis University, and that man's son, and the four of us would bring a small grill to the Mississippi Riverfront. We would grill a few dogs and burgers, toss a football around, and throw rocks at the driftwood in the "Mighty Mississippi." We'd then head into the game and watch the Rams play (and usually lose). Nowadays, we either tailgate in the lot just north of the entrance to the Eads Bridge near Laclede's Landing, or we do brunch at the Missouri Athletic Club where we are members, just across the street from the Edward Jones Dome.
Over the past 18 years, I have grown up with the team. I've gone to at least a handful of home games every season. I also attended Super Bowls XXXIV and XXXVI. My favorite game I attended was the 2001 NFC Championship; It was the loudest, most electric atmosphere I ever experienced at the Dome. I have also attended away games at Atlanta (in the playoffs, when they lost) and Chicago (in the regular season, in 2003, when they won). I have lived in St. Louis my entire life, and am now finishing up law school here.
I look forward to sharing in my Rams fandom with you all; here's to more decades of Rams football.
