Dad's company had season tickets and nobody would take the december games so my dad took my siblings and I. Sat 5-10 rows behind the dolphins bench during a playoff game chanting "Dannnny Dannny" is what got me hooked
Another time I was sitting with my dad outside in what is now the Jim Kelly club. Freezing cold day and my dads boss saw him outside and came to bring us into one of the suites. The glass was tinted and I was afraid I wouldnt be able to see the game. So my dads boss offered to buy me anything I wanted inside if I would go sit with him. I walked around the whole place, look at all the jerseys, foam fingers, hats ect. and finally settled for an order of French Fries
I think my dad was convinced I was either too polite or an idiot in that moment. I was probably 6 or 7 years old