I was 7 and walking hand-in-hand with my Dad toward Memorial Stadium in Lincoln, Neb., when he went over our plan one more time. It was Nov. 11, 1978, and the No. 1-ranked Oklahoma Sooners were in my hometown to play the third-ranked Huskers. Though I had a ticket for the game, my father instructed me to sneak past security so that we could save the entire ticket -- not just the stub -- for posterity.
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