My earliest memory as a Warrior fan was...

When I was a kid, I remember my dad laying down in front of the T.V. on our big blue carpet sipping a beer, watching the game. I used to bull rush him head first, with a non-stop assault. He was a good sport, and would just stiff arm me in the face until I'd be too tired to get back up. When I was about 6 or 7, I actually started watching the games with him instead of being an annoying little prat. 

Any of you remember Byron Houston? Rony Seikaly? It was a game with the Warriors vs. the Heat, and things were starting to get physical on the court. Seikaly and Houston went hard for a loose ball, and ended up crashing around mid-court, both of them going down in a heap with the ball bouncing out of bounds. The whistle blew and teammates gathered around to collect them off the court. They laid there all tangled up, with Houston's leg resting on top of Seikaly's foot. Seikaly didn't like that. He kicked off Houston's leg with a little sneer, and Byron jumped to his feet in a flash and flinched at Seikaly like he was about to jump on him, haha. Rony immediately flattened back down on the court and put up his foot for protection and covered his face with both hands, giving the universal implication to the sound, "UNNNGGHHH!". My father and I pointed at the screen, laughing.

In the replay, the camera angle showed Sprewell's expression in the background, at first concerned a fight was going to break out, and then a slow transformation to a grin with the slo-mo camera. Nellie was in background too, sitting on the bench with that crooked, reversed smirk on his face, rolling his eyes. That was my first memory as a fan. I think I was seven years old.

Your earliest memory as a fan was...