...sometime during the 1961 season. I would listen to the game on a radio hidden under my pillow. I have no special moment to report. I just realized I was a fan.
I have had moments of indifference after I became an adult. But my indifference never became so strong that I ceased to care. I returned to the fold when I moved back to Pittsburgh. closely following the team was inevitable. The McClatcyfield grifter regime tested my resolve, though.