Who introduced you to the Giants?

A great man and great fan. I was lucky to have him as my dad.

Oct 25th 1970 vs St Louis Cardinals at Yankee stadium

I’m 8 years old and my mom is screaming at my dad that I wasn’t dressed warm enough I think it snowed
Giants beat the cardinals but I remember McArthur Lane running all over the defense

1961

State of Maine (Giants country in those days)

No choices given. Just the way it should be.

really turned me into a Giants fan -- it was the way we bonded - Giants Mets Jazz and Cooking

Early early 60's , he came over for the holidays every single year and we'd watch "The Jint's" .

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Watching on TV. First game I attended was at the Yale Bowl. Went to the first and last games at Giants Stadium with him.

First, I grew up in PA, but my extended family were born and raised on Long Island. Those that followed football were Jets fans. Being in PA, all my friends were Eagles fans. Being the contrarian, I couldn't root for either of those teams. But what solidified my rooting interest would be my Grandmother.

She was raised with a strict German disciplined upbringing. She was a no-nonsense kind of person. My Grandfather did not watch football, but preferred basketball. My Grandmother knew nothing about sports. She was an account payable representative for a fuel heating company. Well, LT's manager was not very good at managing LT's affairs and apparently his account was past due. LT had to personally plead with my grandmother to send fuel to his house as his tank ran out. She refused until his account was paid in full. He paid up and my Grandmother had to send out a delivery and the technician to re-prime his burner. She never knew who LT was. Whenever she would recall the story, she always thought he played basketball. Her standing up to LT cemented my rooting interest.

The other person that emboldened my rooting interest was Chris Selders. His parents were doctors and he was a likeable but fat kid who was a die-hard Giants fan. His mother would throw football parties that were the equivalent of SuperBowl parties for every regular season game. It was an effort on her part to make her son more likeable. Some people came to the football parties just because they were amazing get-ups, but there were a few of us that shared the same rooting interest and were shown preferential treatment.

Season ticket holder since 1960. Took me to my first Giant game in 1972 in old Yankee Stadium. Have ben a fan ever since.

would take me to games at Yankee Stadium starting in 1962. He was a salesman with season tickets from work and expected to take clients to the games or give them the tix, he took me many times instead. And when he gave the tickets to his clients he would drive me to the Knights of Columbus (on Long Island) who had a high powered antenna which could receive Ch. 3 from Hartford so we could watch the home games. That's how I became a New York Football Giants Fan for life!

Paul Stenn, friend of my dad. He played in the NFL for many years and for many teams.

One of the teams he played for was the Giants. He gave me a black and white player card in 1956. Funny thing it was in his Bears uniform, which was the main team he played for.

I just thought the uniform was so cool. I remember watching the Giants beat the Bears at my grandmothers that year. I had no idea what uniform he was wearing in the picture, put really liked and connected to the Giants uniform, plus they were winning and I became a fan.

The next two season, I became the firmly entrenched fan that I am to this day.

iirc. Maybe both Mom and Dad. Lost in the fog of time. Old man wasn't a huge sports fan, but Ma was from da Bronx...

Watched every week. Even tho ugh I became a bigger fan than him.

The Giants are the only team where 100% of my extended family are die hards

Today when my dad calls when he knows a loss bothers me - I tell him he is to blame for all of this !! (:

I really had no choice as I was named after my old mans favorite football player, Brad Van Pelt.

So Nobody. Phil McConkey in XXI made me a Giants fan.

No Dad in the house growing up in the northern Jersey. My Grandfather was a Michigan alum and I loved watching college games with him. But for Sundays I watched both the Giants and the Jets. I rooted for both for a while until my Mom started dating a guy who had Giants season tickets. Started watching more Giants games and never looked back.

Still have residual guilt about rooting for the Jets as a kid.

My grandfather was the first, going to his first game in the '30s when he was a kid. Everyone on that side of the family are Giants diehards except my one aunt, who became a Jets fan because she swooned over Joe Namath when she was a teenager in the '60s.

He liked the Jets and Giants in the early 70's. The second I saw that Blue on the field I fell in love. By 1977 ( I was 7) I was a sick lunatic diehard and I still am today. By 78 people could not watch the games with me and I was sequestered to a separate room to watch the games. During Herm Edwards return off the csonka fumble I was so distraught I threw myself on the floor and gave myself whiplash. I was in a neck brace for one week. Giant losses still make the week a lot worse and wins oh so much better.

The Giants will be with me forever. Through a divorce, ups and downs a plenty they are the one constant love of my life. Now and Forever, go blue.

Thanksgiving early 80's
Remember them discussing Parcells who only drafts 6'4" linebackers(their opinion)and my Uncle saying LT is the best player he's ever seen and telling me to watch.

I was hooked.

And he still comes to our home Every Sunday, along with the same core 5 of us (Best friend, Cousins & my Dad). There were 20 of us prior to breaking up for college, growing up, etc. The same 5 have remained. 2 Giants fans (me and the old man), one Raiders, 2 Niners.. and occasionally my jackass cousin Cowboy fan returns on Sundays.

No choice give, all of my teams. Giants, ND football, UNC basketball, Yankees, Rangers, Knicks. No choice given, those were my teams or I could live at Gramps.

Wouldn't have it any other way. Our 3 kids at home are all Giants fans, including Rylie who is 1, she just doesn't realize it yet.

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My mom's family, with the exception of one of her sisters (Giants) and one of her brothers (Dolphins), are all Jets fans, the poor bastards.

...78' - neighborhood full of season ticket holders. Giants were horrible, tickets were readily available.

He's slip a $10 to a ticket taker he knew - the aisle seat next to his was unsold. Did 2 seasons that way.

Then George got sick. Cancer took him.

But I was hooked, for good.

he and 3 neighbors went to buy these special TV antennas so we could get Channel 3 in CT (grew up on Long Island) to watch the home games.

Some of the first memories I have in life are watching the Giants with my father going ape shit, on the black and white.

He gave up watching them years ago because he couldn't handle it. He got too freaking agitated. He would have had a heart attack.

Early death by heart attack runs in his family. I guess he figured watching the Giants wasn't worth risking death. We're talking the late 60s early 70s here, so he was right!

in 1961. Back in those days in Ontario, there was a law prohibiting sporting events on Sundays. We only had 3 networks back then and one of them was French...CBC and CTV. Mostly religious programming on both networks but CBC, which was connected to CBS then, would show an NFL game of the week on Sunday afternoons...starting a 2pm.

The Giants were also closely connected to CBS and also because they were good, the game usually involved the Giants and so I became a fan and have been ever since. Later on, when cable came to us, we were connected to CBS in Watertown, New York and they always showed Giants games.

I became a Yankees fan because of my older brother first. And since the Yankees were from New York, I adopted the Giants as my football team (in about 1958). Guys like Gifford Huff, Robustelli, and Grier made the team easy to like and they were very competitive at that time. A little kid likes a winner.

We lived in the Finger Lakes and there were a lot of Giants fans and a lot of Browns fans in the area. Years later (after years of frustration with the Giants), my dad dumped the Giants and adopted the Redskins as his team; my dad was in the army and at the time the Redskins seemed to be the sentimental favorite of the US Army.

He also has 3 brothers and all grew up Giants fans...I really got into it where I watched all the games when I was around 13, which was the 2000 superbowl year

See my profile page to get the idea.

Growing up in Rochester all my friends and family were Bills fans but I never really liked them. So when my brother and I would play knee football in the living room he would be the Bills and I picked the Giants because I thought their Unis were cool looking and they were from NY

and the Knicks. The first seasons of which I have vivid memory are 1955-1956, especially sneaking off with my father and brother to catch some of the 56 championship game (Giants/Bears) on the radio while the house was full of my mother's relatives. We are a Giants family. My wife is an ardent fan which was instilled her father, and we have passed the tradition to our children and grandchildren. It is part of who we are.

told me at a very young age that I had no choice but to be a Yankee fan. He told me I could pick my own football team but no son of his could be anything but a Yankee fan. I loved the Yankees and the Giants played at Yankee stadium so I picked the Giants.

Except for my college team, he introduced me to all my teams.

He had tickets, so I became a fan pretty early, probably 4 or 5. By 7 I was pretty diehard (and this was when football was quite a bit less popular - being a big fan in elementary school was pretty uncommon).

I started as a 49ers fan, but I loved the way LT tore through offenses. He was at a completely different level than anyone else.

That and my dumb Eagle fan brother cemented me in Giants fandom.

I'm happy to say that my wife and daugther are Giants fans from me.

. probably 1981 or so. underage drinker. did not grow up in a sports centric home.

Took me to Yankee Stadium in the late 60's. Lived 20 minutes from Yale Bowl and went to every game. Remember Sundays with Summerall and Brookshire on CBS. Mom knew lunch had to be by noon on Sunday game days so we could get into living room to watch the game.

I loved watching football as a kid in the mid 90’s. In particular, I loved watching football on fox at the time. (The presentation of the broadcast, the theme music fox still has and all that)...Growing up in Stamford Connecticut, Giants games we’re the ones we got locally. Watched them every week and became a fan like that..We were terrible though. It was no fun becoming a fan in the Dave Brown era. A lot of pain from 94 to 2007 as I didn’t experience a Super Bowl like a lot of you lol. Almost cried when we won.

He was the Giants broadcaster in the 50s. Growing up in NE PA at that time were weren't forced into telecasts of Eagle's games. We were actually closer to NC city than Philly and those were the games on TV.

Got here from Cuba in '62, by 64 I was a died in the wool Yanks and Giants fan... Some tough times...

old school and never liked the AFC expansion...so growing up if was never a Jets/Giants thing. It was ALWAYS the Giants. Sadly, they sucked in the late 60s and 70s...so we suffered through many bad to mediocre seasons. However, it made the good years even sweeter!

I was still a kid. Came home one dark, dreary fall Sunday afternoon in 1955 and found my dad watching professional football on our black and white television. The home team was the New York Football GIANTS. I was immediately hooked.

and I have been a fanatical fan from that time on.

And Marty Glickman

the women would yentah it up upstairs and the men in the basement watching football. I was like seven, so they put me in a room with the girls, innocent play over time became the girls practicing sitting on my face. One of the mothers walked in and saw, i was jettisoned to sit with the dads and watch Giant football. Glad i got caught.

When I was coming of sports age, my dad hadn't been much of a fan for years. He lost a lot of interest in baseball when the Giants left and I'm not sure what happened that he stopped watching the giants and NFL in general. My first exposure as a fan was probably the Steelers because they were all over the place in the late 70s. I think I got sucked in by the Mean Joe Greene commercials and Lynn Swan.

When Simms was drafted I was still more or less a football novice, but at least the Giants were finally getting a little buzz. It was the drafting of LT that made me a full bore Giants fan though. I loved him from day one and it was really as I was maturing as a football fan. I've been a Giants fan ever since.

In baseball, it was Reggie in 1977 that made me a Yankees fan. My first ever game at Yankee Stadium was that season and it was amazing when he came to the plate. It certainly beat my 2 or 3 games at Shea to see the absolutely dreadful Mets.

My Dad was a big Giants fan. We lived in the Catskills and got out tv through a large antenna. And then cable tv was invented to get us better reception.

But we also got an extra CBS (NFC) and NBC (AFC). Our extra CBS affiliate was from Binghamton, far enough away that home games from NY were not blocked. (In fact there were motels in the area that advertised that they got the Giants home games.)

Our home was in one of the first neighborhoods to be hooked up for cable. There were some of my father's friends who would also be there to watch the home games that were blacked out on CBS from NY City.

And of course this was all in black and white.