William Spencer
Joined: Nov 9, 2022
Covid Pandemic restricted and struggling to maintain some control. My answer? My passion for the Golden State Warriors since 1965. The exchange of ideas, the willingness to contribute while remaining respectful and considerate. The ability to inspire with unique thought and a passion to convey it. At the age of twelve, I attended my first NBA game when my father surprised me with tickets for my birthday. The Boston Celtics were making their annual visit to San Francisco for a pre-season game. Boston was playing the Los Angeles Lakers, which had just moved the franchise from the twin city of Minneapolis. I went to the game as a Celtics fan and remained loyal to Boston until 1965; I was a hooked Dubs fan and did not know it. The night I began my journey to the Warriors’ fanbase, November 17th, 1962, Chamberlain Vs. Russell. Wilt scored 45 points that night, but Boston won the game 127-109. Heinsohn (28 pts), Sanders (26 pts), and Jones (25 pts) were the difference, even with Guy Rodgers adding (24 pts) to the final score. The summer before my senior year in High School, I worked construction and saved to purchase a car. By the end of that summer, I had enough to pay cash for a 1966 Ford Mustang, but my mother, with my father’s help, quickly ended that dream. I purchased season tickets instead for Rick Barry’s rookie season. I will never forget the look in Mieuli’s eyes when a sixteen-year-old wrote a check for a pair of tickets. Mieuli wore many hats in those days, Owner, General Manager, and Season Ticket Sales rep. I will always be grateful for a lifetime of memories of the Golden State Warriors and Franklyn, whose friendship lasted until his death. I will never forget Mieuli as the Sherlock Holmes on a Harley.
