I was at every home game the year he went for 2k, I was 12.
My brother was an usher and would bring me with him early to the games. I would stand with him in the opening to his section and run through the hallway following the team up and down the field. What an amazing year that was, 3 200+ yd games, 6 150+ yd games in a 14 game season, he was incredible to watch. Like a million other kids, I had a big poster of him on my bedroom wall.
I got to go early to the Sabres and Braves games too. Greeted the French Connection many times, got them to sign broken sticks I got from Mr Regan the penalty timekeeper and pucks I would run through the hallways to get.
I was picked as the Jr Buffalo Brave ball boy for a game vs the Bucks. Sat under the basket during the game and helped Lew Alcindor (Kareem Abdul Jabbar) get rebounds at halftime.
Got to see Bob Lanier, Calvin Murphy play a bunch of times as well.
That was such an amazing time for me, full of memories I cherish to this day. My older brother was the greatest, he was seven years older but often took me along and let me hang out with him and his friends. I would be in the back of a station wagon full of guys handing out beers.
Happy to say that even though I have been out west 42 years while he has been in Rochester, my brother and I are still best buddies.
OJ didn't turn out to be such a good role model, but remembering those days reminds me of some special times in my life and how great my brother was to me.