One of the most fun times I've ever had is the Steelers game in Memphis at the Liberty Bowl in 1997 while the homeless Oilers were taking up temporary quarters here. The whole idea of the Oilers playing here at all after the NFL repeatedly shunned Memphis over two decades and then allowed Bud Adams to relocate to Nashville was about as dumb an idea as I've ever seen put into practice. Everyone in west Tennessee that wasn't an interested party thinking wishfully knew this. But the agreement was struck and the vagabond Oilers were supposed to play in Memphis for two seasons until their new stadium in Nashville was completed.
Attendance that year in the Liberty Bowl was abysmal, as anyone who remembers the highlights on SportsCenter will recall. For many games there were less than 15,000 people in the 60,000 seat Liberty Bowl. I didn't go to a single game until the last one -- the Steelers game.
I was born and raised in Memphis and I've been a Steelers fan since I was a kid. I learned the rules of football watching the Steelers of the early 70s with my dad. I learned the positions, the numbers, and the names watching the Steeler greats of the Steel Curtain era. They were on TV practically every week on WMC Channel 5 on Sunday mornings, while the Cowboys were on WREG Channel 3. Almost without exception, folks my age who grew up in Memphis were either Cowboys fans or Steelers fans. But most were Cowboys fans as that was the initial "America's Team" era.
And that's why I became so loyal a fan. As a kid, any difference one has with the group is deeply scrutinized and becomes cause for singling you out. I became the 'Steelers kid' in a sea of Cowboys fans wherever I went. I embraced the role with t-shirts, hats, bookbags, lunchboxes, you name it. But the cool thing is that during my entire time in grade school and junior high, from 1974 to 1984, the Steelers never lost to the Cowboys in five tries (including two Super Bowls). I never once had to go to school hanging my head on a Monday morning. The Steelers had my back when I needed the help. Now I have theirs.
But not growing up in the rust belt area, I didn't have the same level of hatred for the Browns and Bengals as most Steeler fans do. The team I did come to hate, though, was the Earl Campbell era Oilers. That damn "Houston Oiler" song they'd play after every score. Bum Phillips promising to "kick the door down." "Luv Ya Blue" placards filling up the Astrodome. I hate light blue to this day. And then their secret deal with Nashville spoiled any chance that Memphis could ever get an NFL team. Even worse, without the modern miracle of NFL Sunday Ticket, I'd still have to put up with watching them every Sunday as we're in their designated market now.
So when the Steelers came to the Liberty Bowl to play the Oilers in 1997, I was one of the first to buy tickets. When gameday rolled around, it was a pretty bleak looking day -- the locals usually run for cover when the temperature drops below 75 degrees, and this game was being played in late December. It was overcast and gray and drizzling rain. I figured we'd be lucky to get 10,000 fans in the stands. And having been one of only a bucketful of Memphis Mad Dogs (CFL) season ticket holders, I was pretty familiar with how empty a Liberty Bowl stadium with only a few thousand fans in it looked.
When I showed up, though, the parking lot was full. Folks were parking cars all the way down Hollywood St. and Central Ave. and overflowing into the Christian Brothers University parking lot. And practically everyone was wearing Black and Gold. Over 50,000 fans showed up for the game that day, by far the largest attendance for any Oilers game in the Liberty Bowl. In fact, that game accounted for almost a quarter of the Oilers
season attendance in 1997. And easily 80% of the people who turned out for the game were Steelers fans. The crowd was a Steelers home crowd with regular chants of "Here We Go, Steelers, Here We Go" and "DEE-FENSE" bringing the stands to their feet. It's still the loudest crowd I have
ever heard in the Liberty Bowl.
The Steelers lost the game 16-6 but we were 11-4 going in and had the first round playoff bye sewed up, so it didn't matter much in the grand scheme of things. It was amazing as a lifelong Memphian to watch the Steelers playing in the Liberty Bowl in front of a home crowd. But the most beautiful moment of all came later.
Afrer the game, Bud Adams was so incensed about the partisan crowd cheering and chanting against his "home" team that he tore up the remaining year of the Memphis contract and moved the team to Nashville immediately. They played the following season in 41,000 seat Vanderbilt Stadium in Nashville where no alcohol could be sold. Good riddance.
That's why I'm a diehard Steelers fan even though I've never been to Pittsburgh. I was a big fan before that day, but joining with the Steelers, our travelling fans from all over, and a core group of proud Memphis Steelers fans to run Bud Adams' carpetbagging ### and his vagrant Oilers out of town a year early pretty much sealed the deal for me.
I will always be a proud Steeler fan.