I feel fortunate that in January 1985, I was 15 and my father took me to the NFC Championship game vs the LA Rams.
He got a package deal through a hotel, tickets to the game, hotel room for the night before, huge breakfast spread pre game and shuttle bus to and from the game.
The best part was it was the hotel the team stayed at the night before the game. I got to see Willie Gault go into the elevator with some hookers. I got to meet and shake hands with everyone.
Ditka, McMahon, Singletary, and best of all Walter Payton, who was not much taller than me at the time. But Payton stopped at me,and in his soft spoken voice asked how I was doing in school. He asked if I was playing football. Then he told my dad, you've got a good kid here.
That sticks with me to this day.