No college football team draws more fans to its home games than the University of Michigan. The university has led the nation in home attendance every season except one since 2003, backing up Michigan Stadium’s moniker — the Big House.
There hasn’t been an official home crowd of less than 100,000 at the Big House since 1975, and last season the Wolverines averaged more than 110,000 fans, even though official capacity is 107,601. What draws all those fans to Ann Arbor for games and causes them to bleed maize and blue?
For Dale Little, it was an act of rebellion against his father. Not in the way that many kids do by ditching school or taking up bad habits behind a parent’s back. No, Dale became a Michigan fan. John and Rosemary Little are from Nebraska. Cornhusker might as well be John’s middle name. But that wasn’t going to be the path for Dale, his son. Dale grew up in Southern Illinois and that’s still where he calls home. He’s got plenty of Illini fans around, and of course, the red Nebraska fog that is his father’s influence. Dale has stayed tried and true to the Wolverines, however, and this summer that loyalty was rewarded.
Dale grew up in Southern Illinois and that’s still where he calls home. He’s got plenty of Illini fans around, and of course, the red Nebraska fog that is his father’s influence. Dale has stayed tried and true to the Wolverines, however, and this summer that loyalty was rewarded.
Chance interceded in Dale’s life, and on Saturday he’ll be attending his first Michigan game, at Michigan Stadium. Here’s Dale’s story.
By Dale Little
I am obviously a huge Wolverines fan. I live in South Central Illinois and have been a Michigan fan for as long as I can remember.
All my friends are Illini fans since we live 45 minutes south of Champaign, but I remain the oddball because I wear maize and blue to Champaign even when they aren’t playing Michigan. So needless to say, I put my life on the line to help represent my boys even though I never went to Michigan.
I’m going to my first game in Ann Arbor on Saturday, thanks to a U of M police officer I met at a St. Louis Cardinals game. I found out where he worked and told him I was a huge fan. One thing led to another, and he is getting me free tickets and a parking pass for the game so I can fulfill a dream of mine that I never would have been able to do on my own.
So thank you to Officer Pressly!