You want to talk about old stadium memories? Let me tell you about Camp Randall before they put in all those lluxury boxes and club seats. I remember sitting in the old bleachers back in the early 80s, freezing my tail off in November, the metal benches so cold you could feel it through three layers of wool. We didn't have Jumbotrons or fancy sound systems. We had the band playing "On Wisconsin" and the Fifth Quarter tradition that started way before any of us were born. I remember the 1981 game against Michigan when we had them on the ropes, the whole place shaking, and I mean literally shaking, that old concrete bowl rumbling under our feet like a living thing. The students would jump up and down in unison and you could feel the whole stadium sway. They don't build them like that anymore. Now everything is about sightlines and concessions and luxury suites for the donors. I remember when my old man took me to the 1979 game against Purdue and we sat in the south end zone where the wind cut right through you. We had hot chocolate that was mostly just warm milk and we didn't care because we were at Camp Randall on a Saturday afternoon. The old scoreboard was just a simple white board with numbers and you had to wait for the PA announcer to tell you what was happening around the Big Ten. No cell phones, no instant updates, just the crowd buzzing and everybody checking the paper on Sunday morning. I miss the old days when the stadium felt like a place where football was played because people loved it, not because of all the corporate money and TV deals. The new Camp Randall is nice and all but it doesn't have the soul of that old place.