My story is about the first SF 49ers game i ever attended. My Father is from San Francisco and i grew up surrounded by 49ers fans. I can remember going to Superbowl parties in the mid 80s when i was very young. Naturally, i grew into a huge fan and lover of sports. I watched every game on television and followed the team very closely.

When i was 16, my Father got season tickets. Needless to say, i was ecstatic. My first game took place on a Sunday Night in November.

Needless to say, i was incredibly excited and couldn’t wait. The anticipation that built up all week was incredible.

Sunday night. Driving into the stadium i had seen so many times on television. Seeing the scores of 49er fans all dressed in red and gold was amazing. Seeing the tailgaters and drinking in all of the energy was an amazing feeling. And the game hadn’t even started.

What happened next was my most vivid memory from the game. As we were walking in the outer walkway towards our seats, i got my first glimpse of the field. It was incredible. The buzz of the crowd, getting my first look at 49er players warming up on the field. Seeing the giant logo at midfield, freshly painted and glowing brightly in the lights. It was fantastic.

The 49ers won an amazing game 31-27, with J.Rice breaking a record. I will never forget it as long as i live. RIP Candlestick.