by Alan Paul
I grew up on Pitt basketball. It may not have been much during the 70s and 80s but it was what we had in Pittsburgh and it was, in fact, a lot of fun. I went to virtually every home game from early elementary school until I graduated form high school in 1984, most of them of them with my brother and father. Those years incorporated a lot of pretty mediocre teams, but also some tremendously exciting basketball played in the close confines of musty old Fitzgerald Field House.