I've been a season ticket holder from Buzz Riddle through Jamie Dixon and I will continue as long as the Lord lets me. I won't talk much about the pre Dixon years. I only want to talk about "Jamie the man" and not the coach. I'm a better judge of character than I am basketball talent and coaching.
For 35 years before Jamie, there really wasn't a lot of excitement about Pitt hoops. Some during the Knight through Clancy eras, very little in the Chipman years, and a lot of disgust during Evans era.
I was giving safety talks at several California surface and deep mines in late November early December of 1999 when I first met Jamie at the L.A airport. He had been visiting his family and was all dressed up in Pitt garb and was flying back for a game that night. I said to him, "what's someone doing in California all dressed up in Pitt cloths. He told me very proudly that he was an assistant basketball coach at Pitt. I told him I had been a season ticket holder since 1968 and I had given my tickets away for that game because I was supposed to be in Cal another week. He told me not to worry about it as he would leave me two at the will call window. I was thinking to myself, this guy has no ego whatsoever.
In December of 2003, four years after our flight, and during his first year as the head coach, we were at the radio show at Lot 17 in Bloomfield. Jamie kept looking at me and during one of the breaks he asked me if I had gotten those tickets that night. He remembered everything about that flight and our conversation. I was absolutely stunned that he remembered me. Again, no ego with this guy.
During the 2005 football season before a game he came up to my wife, myself and two of our friends. He said to our friends, "hi, I'm Jamie Dixon, the basketball coach here at Pitt". Again, no ego. He didn't expect you to know him.
Before another football game, he introduced us to Gary McGee who was in for his official visit. He said to Gary, "Dave and his wife are two of our biggest fans, you will see them at every game". Jamie went to talk to other fans and I told Gary to have good luck where ever you go. Gary told me that he was coming to Pitt because he wanted to play for him.
One year I was inspecting a Ky. coal mine and the safetyman's son was a big Pitt fan. UK was his favorite, Pitt second. I called Jamie's office and left a message that the young boy would love to have his autograph. When I got back in my office the next week, there was a message on my phone saying, "Dave, get me the address so I can send this picture".
Four or five years ago he personally invited us to the pre-season luncheon and he handed us our tickets.
Jamie is gone now and he gave me the 13 most enjoyable years of Pitt basketball that I've had of my 48 years of being a ticket holder.
I will always thank Jamie for abiding by the NCAA rules; no girls entertaining recruits, no grade fixing and no other forms of cheating. He represented the University of Pittsburgh well during his time here and made me proud to be a Pitt basketball fan.
For 35 years before Jamie, there really wasn't a lot of excitement about Pitt hoops. Some during the Knight through Clancy eras, very little in the Chipman years, and a lot of disgust during Evans era.
I was giving safety talks at several California surface and deep mines in late November early December of 1999 when I first met Jamie at the L.A airport. He had been visiting his family and was all dressed up in Pitt garb and was flying back for a game that night. I said to him, "what's someone doing in California all dressed up in Pitt cloths. He told me very proudly that he was an assistant basketball coach at Pitt. I told him I had been a season ticket holder since 1968 and I had given my tickets away for that game because I was supposed to be in Cal another week. He told me not to worry about it as he would leave me two at the will call window. I was thinking to myself, this guy has no ego whatsoever.
In December of 2003, four years after our flight, and during his first year as the head coach, we were at the radio show at Lot 17 in Bloomfield. Jamie kept looking at me and during one of the breaks he asked me if I had gotten those tickets that night. He remembered everything about that flight and our conversation. I was absolutely stunned that he remembered me. Again, no ego with this guy.
During the 2005 football season before a game he came up to my wife, myself and two of our friends. He said to our friends, "hi, I'm Jamie Dixon, the basketball coach here at Pitt". Again, no ego. He didn't expect you to know him.
Before another football game, he introduced us to Gary McGee who was in for his official visit. He said to Gary, "Dave and his wife are two of our biggest fans, you will see them at every game". Jamie went to talk to other fans and I told Gary to have good luck where ever you go. Gary told me that he was coming to Pitt because he wanted to play for him.
One year I was inspecting a Ky. coal mine and the safetyman's son was a big Pitt fan. UK was his favorite, Pitt second. I called Jamie's office and left a message that the young boy would love to have his autograph. When I got back in my office the next week, there was a message on my phone saying, "Dave, get me the address so I can send this picture".
Four or five years ago he personally invited us to the pre-season luncheon and he handed us our tickets.
Jamie is gone now and he gave me the 13 most enjoyable years of Pitt basketball that I've had of my 48 years of being a ticket holder.
I will always thank Jamie for abiding by the NCAA rules; no girls entertaining recruits, no grade fixing and no other forms of cheating. He represented the University of Pittsburgh well during his time here and made me proud to be a Pitt basketball fan.