I became a Hoya fan back in the glory days of the mid-1980s. The year I bought my first Hoya shirt and hat was in 1984, so I guess that was when I became a true fan. When I started following the Hoyas, my favorite player was Reggie Williams (who could not love Reggie and the Miracles during the 1986 season). After Reggie graduated, Charles Smith was my main man. But neither one of them compare to Alonzo Mourning for me. He is my all time favorite Hoya.

1999 College grad, now living in San Francisco. Dad went to Georgetown, so I was a fan since I can remember (earliest Hoya Hoop memories are 1982 Final Four). Growing up in New Jersey went to every Big East tournament.

Favorite players: Reggie Williams, Jerome Williams, Robert Chruchwell, Jaren Jackson, David Wingate, and of course, Allen Iverson. Favorite games: I absolutely love the Big East tournament, especially when we play Syracuse. Favorite moments: Talking trash to 'Nova fans at '96 home game when we trounced them; watching Iverson dunk on UConn's Kirk King (who had 6 inches and 40 pounds on #3). I think both student and alumni fan support has been lacking in recent years.

I can honestly not remember a time when the Hoyas were the only team I loved. I grew up in Connecticut, and like most residents of the state of Connecticut the 1980's were a good time for me. The Hoyas ran the Big East, we had the best recruits, always went far into the tournament, and we always beat Uconn. I abhor the Uconn Huskies as well. My mother on the other hand is a diehard Uconn fan. My most distinct memory of G-Town came when the Hoyas beat the Uconn Huskies at the Hartford Civic Center, and I was the only Hoyas fan in the entire arena. I was so proud of myself that I withstood the taunts from opposing fans, but they were my relatives so I really had to forgive them.

The 1990's have been a sad time for me, and for you other Hoya fans as well. But we are back, and we are bad as ever. I have stood by the team during the dark ages and it is only appropriate that we take back the crown this year in the Big East tourney. I am lucky now to live so close to D.C., so I am going to purchase season tickets from this year until I no longer am physically able to walk. What rocks? Honestly people I have been waiting for a site like this to exchange views with people who love Hoya Hoops as much as I do. GO GU

Still, I like talking college hoops with anybody. DFW Hoya has visited our site before and I've seen some excellent give-and-take on your board.

My favorite moment should be obvious. But rather than rub it in, I thought you might get a kick out of what happened to yours truly that amazing night.

I had been away from my Catholic faith for some 14 years, having received Holy Communion last on Easter Sunday, 1971. Anyhow, my adopted parish church, St. Lawrence O'Toole, in Pittsburgh, gave me the royal carpet treatment during Holy Week. My first confession in half a generation was a gem. "Bless me, Father, for I have sinned...it has been 14 years since..." etc., etc. The usual. Toward the end, however, events took a most -- eh, unique spin. I finished off the Act of Contrition, Father gave me my absolution, finally saying (knowing who I was, of course, despite the crowded Holy Week conditions). "Go and sin no more. Say three 'Our Fathers', etc. ...and take Villanova plus the 9 1/2 points!" Who couldn't like a guy like that?

Anyhow, that was a game for all times, one where it was -- I know, little or no consolation even today for Hoya fans, but... -- a game with no real loser. Forget that Duke-Kentucky offense-a-thon in the Spectrum, or N.C. State's stunner over Houston. If there was EVER a better college game than that one, I sure as hell haven't seen it. And you guys were a huge part of that. In reality, we owe you a debt of congratulations and gratitude.

It'll always hurt, but you certainly deserve your place in hoops history with that '82 heartbreaker (if Freddie B gets that ball to Ewing, el Deano might have been looking for his FIRST title a lot longer), plus that strong '84 effort.

And now the Big Guy's in the Hall of Fame. Bask in the glow, Georgetown, you deserve it. I think Esherick will bring you most of the way back, too.

My toughest VU moment vs. G'town? That coyote-ugly 38 point loss your one guy liked above. Thompson knew we were in a 4 games in 7 days stretch vs. some of the nation's best. He and his team did not miss their opportunity. A couple of other losses -- the two in '85, one in OT, the other in the last minute to the Hoyas. The big wins: Pinckney's sophomore year at the Palestra in front of a highly-partisan home crowd. Last year, before 19,000+ at F.U.C. in what was essentially a Villanova pep rally.

My favorite positive Georgetown moment: The year you went into the Carrier Dome, the crazies stand- ing and clapping rhythmically...and standing...and standing... While G'town ran off 19 straight points and put Syracuse's lights out in the first half. People started leaving at halftime.

Class of '84, living in Dallas. I've followed the Hoyas since the 1980-1981 season and try to get to DC to attend 2-3 games each year, plus the Big East tournament, a regular occasion for far too many years to discuss.

Favorite all-time players? Gene Smith, Eric Floyd, Patrick Ewing. Greatest GU moment? There are two.

2. The '84 Final Four. A group of us were sitting at the open practice session that weekend in Seattle, arguing amongst some friends if we were really ready to face mighty Kentucky. A voice from behind in the next row asks us "Whaddya worried about? You guys are going all the way." That voice was Jim Valvano.

1. The '82 Final Four. I had a press pass through The HOYA and was covering the North Carolina-Houston semifinal, determined to see one game in the good seats before retreating to the student section for the Louisville game. Six minutes into the game, UNC is comfortably leading Houston and the Superdome is fairly quiet. All of a sudden, a sustained roar builds from the end zone to the left of the press area, and no one for sure quite knows what is going on. Heads are turning on press row to see what is going on. I look over and see the solitary figure of John Thompson quietly walking out of the tunnel to catch a few minutes of the first game in the seats by the band, with the cascades of a standing ovation of the entire Superdome endzone surrounding him. It still brings chills just thinking about it.

A large part of my college experience at Georgetown was centered around following the men's basketball program. As time has gone on I find myself interested even more in the athlethic programs at GU in general, even though men's basketball is still the center of my attention. I am a very positive supporter of GU.

I am a graduate of the Law Center in 1965, with an LLM in Taxation in 1966. I am a partner in the Chicago office of a large international law firm. My claim to fame is that I am the dad (POPS) of Angus.

My favorite memories are attending the games while Angus was at Georgetown. Angus and his friends would use my season tickets to get early access to the Arena to locate in the first row behind the basket. When not attending the games, I was sure to see Angus and his friends rooting their hearts out on the TV games. Both of my sons and I were in Seattle and that was assuredly the highlight of our Hoya games although we did see quite a few road games. We saw Chris Jackson destroy us in his first game and I also saw AI in his first game. In addition to Seattle, I saw the Hoys lose to NC in New Orleans and Nova in Lexington. When the Hoyas were playing well, Angus and I made most of the NCAA tournament games.