1975, I had just woken up from being in a coma for 2 months and family took me on a trip to see my Grandmother in Miami(a huge Dolphin and Shula fan). It was also a business trip for my mother. While at a conference she met a former Dolphin and she told him that before my accident I had been a fan of the team. I can not even remember the guys name, but he got me into the Dolphin Facilities and I met some players, coaches and staff. My memory was really cloudy after the accident. But I think the first impressions after a traumatic experience really made an impression and I have been a Dolphan ever since.
On a side note, we also went to St. Pete to see my Uncle. He and my father took myself and my sister to see Jaws that first weekend of its release. I have been an amateur shark freak my whole life.