scottaa1 wrote: Dr. Duran Duran wrote:
Thanks for the love, fellas. I'd love to have a few beers with you, too! Cool thing about that picture, I met boyhood idol and former Colts quarterback Jim Harbaugh minutes before that photo was snapped. I guess you could say I was in a great mood!
I'll always like Harbaugh if for nothing more than he slugged Jim Kelly in the face.
Remember the Harbaugh-day 'Let 'er Rip' from Mora? And then the subsequent "Let'r RIP" after he was gone and before our Golden Boy started to shine. I remember that hail-mary Harbaugh threw in the AFC Championship game in ... 95? For a moment I and all my guests thought the Colts were going to the Super Bowl that year. Alas... we waited 11 years.
I'll never forget the AFC Title Game from 1995. Christ, talk about being massive Cinderella underdogs. We beat San Diego and Kansas City in two of the toughest road stadiums on the planet only to come one toss from going to the Super Bowl. I still remember wide receiver Aaron Bailey nearly haul in the hail mary pass thrown by Harbaugh from his own 40 yard line. It's still the only time I've ever cried after a Colts loss. Teddy Marchibroda had one of the best "mediocre" teams on the planet and turned them into contenders in one season under Harbaugh. For that, I'll always have a fondness for the members of that magical 1995 team.
As for meeting Jim Harbaugh, it was one of the most memorable experiences of my life. I was walking into the Stanford Park Hotel with my wife, on our way to a friend's wedding. I noticed the Stanford football team's busses were parked in front of the hotel and thought I might get to see Harbaugh walking around. As we entered the foyer of the hotel, there was Harbaugh sitting in a chair by himself. I figured it was now or never. I walked right up to him, without hesitation, and introduced myself. He got up from his chair and began conversing with me for several minutes, all the while shaking my hand and acting about as nice and any person I've ever met. Nothing is quite as cool as being able to meet your boyhood idol only to discover he's as nice a person as you hoped he would be. Guy is a real class act and will always be my first favorite Colts player from my youth.