My memories of Neyland started when kids like me could roam the fenced area behind the team. These were the days of the tear-away jerseys. When Haskel Stanback or Stanley Morgan would make a long run and lose their jersey, the managers would throw them over the fence for us kids to fight over. Nothing like wearing a genuine Big Orange game jersey to school on Monday all strung together with safety pins. Another real plus during those good ole days, was being able to sit on the hill behind the temporary stands in the north end zone just below Alumni Hall. No ticket – no problem!

– Dan Tidwell