Oh I truly get the history. But I didn't become a UT fan (I didn't even live in the state or own hunting property then) until I think it was the '85 season. My girlfriend at the time went to UT for her Masters degree, and I would drive over from Bowling Green to visit her on weekends. I had never, NEVER seen anything like game day in Knoxville before! And all of the excitement draws you in. I think the final straw for me was the day The Vols beat 'Bama after a 10+ year drought. The craziness on The Strip that night was something to behold. I saw the goalpost crossbar being carried into a bar!
Once I became a fan, it wasn't long before the Fulmer-Spurrier battles began. I learned to truly hate the Gators. And it didn't help that one of my hunting buddies (my cousin) is from Central FL and a huge Gator fan. I had to listen to him gloat in deer camp year after year.