Everything seemed right in Cyclone Nation that day.
Watching him play in the summer league up in Ames while MrsWx was in college.
When I was in school, I dated one of the cheerleaders and one weekday while the BB team was practicing, I had to run her to Hilton to pick up some stuff she left at the last home game. While we were inside, I felt the urge and had to hit the restroom. I hit a bathroom that was at court level and hopped in one of the stalls. About halfway through the task at hand, I realized there was no toilet paper in my stall. Shortly thereafter, I saw some hi-tops walk in the restroom. This wasn't one of my cleaner experiences I was having so I asked the anonymous hi-tops if there was any toilet paper in the stall next to me. Soon a roll was tossed over the stall door to me. I peeked out the crack of the stall door to verify who this saint of a person was and to my surprise...it was the Mayor himself.
Just left the Hank Williams Jr. concert at Hilton circa. 1991-92. We went the Hunky Dory's and when we walked in I looked up and there was Greg Hester. Couldn't help myself so I started chanting Hester, Hester, Hester. He was with Brian Pearson and Fred. We ended up hanging out with them all night. They came back for a party at our fraternity house.
They were all three great guys.
At the football games this year, I saw Hoiberg and yelled his name. He looked at me and waved. This was repeated for about 3 games, getting a wave every time.
Best. Waves. Ever.
Met him a few times just by growing up in Ames and playing sports. My mom knew his dad pretty well because she worked in the same department at ISU. Nice family.
I do remember one crazy, busy night at 20th Century Bowling where I came in with a group of friends (I graduated from AHS in '92) and Fred was hanging out. We tried to leave him alone, but he knew one of my friends pretty well and Fred made a point of saying 'hi' even though we were trying to let him be out and about in Ames without being mobbed.
I believe it was the same night we bowled next to Pearl Jam. They opened for Smashing Pumpkins and RHCP the next night at Cy Stevens. We had no idea who they were and 'Alive' hadn't even started to play on MTV. The only reason we knew they were even a band is because the manager told me (my dad worked at 20th Century on the machines). They had been trying to keep the lanes around them open, but it was so busy they let us play after he made me promise not to bother them.
Sorry for the weird tangent....
I haven't met him personally but something he did made a lasting memory on me. Back in 2003, my 14 yr old cousin found out she had cancer. She fought it bought we lost her in 2005(RIP Heidi). Anyway, at the time Hoiberg was owner or part owner in Pritchard Auto up in Britt and he donated a signed BB for the Auction benefit we had to help cover medical costs. I bought the BB and it is proudly on display in my house today.
Here's an encounter I posted awhile back.....
My wife and I accidentally pulled up in front of Fred's house one day (when he lived here in Chaska, MN) b/c his neighbor next door was having a garage sale that we were gonna check out. When we parked in front of his house, there was an older gentleman starring us down from the porch as if he was upset that we were parking in front of his house.
As we left the garage sale and were heading back to the car, the older gentleman started walking towards us and I was thinking "is he really gonna give me crap for parking in front of his house?" But then the guy just cracked a smile & said "Go Cyclones" b/c he saw that I still had cyclone license plates on my car.
So then we smiled back and had a conversation with him for a bit. He said he was a professor at ISU for many years and that his son used to play for the Cyclones MBB team. I said "really, what was his name" - and he said "Fred Hoiberg, do you remember him?" My heart then skipped a few beats and I said "THE MAYOR!!!... of course I remember him - he's the greatest cyclone of all time and one of my childhood heros growing up." He got a kick out of me referring to him as "the mayor."
Anyway, we talked to Mayor Sr. for awhile and he was very nice and very humbled that we were such big fans of his son and of ISU. It was a pretty cool experience aside from not speaking with Fred directly and it's just funny that he probably thought we were some stalker fans pulling up in front of Fred's house initially, but really we were just going to the garage sale next door.
With that all said, I'm sure the Hoiberg's are missed in Chaska. The guy definitely makes an impact in his community no matter where he goes.
Played against him in a little league game in 6th grade. His team was undefeated and our only loss was to his in the first game of the year.
Our best player got on base and I was next at bat. I look down at the coach who was giving me the bunt sign. My thought was, "Are you kidding me, how am I supposed to get a piece of this?" I fouled off the first attempt and coach gives me the bunt sign again. This time, I end up with a perfect bunt down the third base line. A couple of errors later, I ended up scoring on the play. We ended up winning 4-3 to tie for the league championship.
i had to cover him in a scrimmage for a bit in fall 1990. didn't know who he was at the time (i had just moved to the state). i got one block on him, otherwise he owned me.
We try to attend as many events as possible when a Cyclone team plays at the U of M. When Mike Taylor's Cyclone BB team came up here we were at the game. During one time out The Mayor's face appeared on the video screen and all of the Minnesotans went wild. He had not long before retired from the 'Wolves and he was very popular. I quickly found him in the crowd in time to see a Goofer fan tap him on the shoulder and apparently ask him who he was rooting for. Fred smiled and turned around enough for the Minnesota fan to see his Cyclone shirt.
I apparently wasn't the only Cyclone to see it because there was a second audible cheer that went up from the Cyclones in the house.
Fred Hoiberg basketball camp, retrieving balls for him and Reggie Miller as they shot. Did not have to work very hard.