FSU Lover

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As I walked towards the colossal red-brick colosseum, I heard the chanting grow louder. The sound brought to mind the harrowing calls of a group of primitive Indians preparing for war. A scared and apprehensive four year old, I looked up at my father with fear in my eyes. He told me that this unison chanting that had previously given me chills was the Florida State University war chant being performed at a football game. Awestruck, my only reaction was to smile, having never seen or heard something so intimidating; the sound was in perfect harmony and serves as an audible reminder that I’ll always associate with Florida State University and the pride I have for the Seminoles.

The pride started off as a baby. Laying in my parents’ arms on August 26th, 1992; wrapped in a baby blanket and wearing a garnet and gold knit hat, I was a mere one hour old. This was the dawn of an infatuation with Florida State University. As the days went on, I’d lie engulfed in my father’s shoulder while watching the Seminoles put the finishing touches on a spectacular 1992 football season. As I grew older, eventually I’d learn the universal “touchdown” symbol. Raising my hands above my head, I’d run around the house in my miniature FSU jersey as if I’d just won a million dollars. Running around like a chicken with my head cutoff, I’d scream at the top of my lungs, “GO SEMINOLES!” Finally old enough to know what was going on, I was privileged enough to watch something very special. The year was 1993 and FSU had amassed an astonishing record of eleven wins and just one loss. Earning a bid to play in the Orange bowl, Florida State was ranked number two in the country. Playing five-time champion Nebraska, was not going to be easy. Bigger, faster and heavil...

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...e campus, and felt comfortable with my professors and their expectations. I quickly realized that the very place that I had been conditioned to like since birth, was truly where I belonged. I had no problems transitioning into college life and had no doubts that I made the right choice. College life at FSU was everything I expected. High school was fun, but nothing compared to the college life and how I felt at Florida State.

As I sit in Strozier Library at Florida State University putting the finish touches on this paper, I realize all of the events that have brought me up to this point. I’m thankful for my family’s constant catechizing of FSU because I realize I made the right choice; this is where I’m meant to be. From the football games to my cousin’s graduation I’m glad to be a part of a family legacy and look forward to continuing it with my own children.

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