I remember being a kid, sitting with my Dad while he watched the Vols and told me all about each player...where they were from, how they played the game, and what to expect. I also remember going to the bookstore afterward and BEGGING for a shirt or a hat, promising to do more chores when we got home. He always had a way of "forgetting" once we did, just happy to see me happy decked out in Orange.
I remember the transition to TBA.
I remember Allan Houston.
I remember Chris Lofton and how once he stepped across the half-court line, it could go up at any time, and usually did.