The trash bag art on the upper decks of 2004, and meeting all these crazy people working Archimedes.
HOT doing the double.
25's first loss of the season on Saturday in 2006, and them (and 968, and 195) very nearly winning a title. 968 would've poured some extra-spicy gasoline on the "254 is the best team without a championship" fire. Oh, and I got to referee the FVC world championship finals. Half-Pipe Hustle is criminally underrated as a game.
The Ringer of Destiny in 2007, with a side order of Einstein being set up improperly.
For 2008, I had finagled a media badge through USC for a class project and was down in the media pen for Einstein. After Finals 1, 217 comes and drops anchor right in front of us and starts doing preflight checks. It was glorious footage that I wish I still had over the years.
2009:
Finally competing with a team! Also,
getting screwed on Curie. (11th seed, and we both missed playoffs
and Highest Rookie Seed? C'mon, son!)
2010: The 469/1114 coronation-turned-dethroning. Simply thrilling to watch from the stands.
Oh, and best of all: Champs only being about four hours from my house. No overnight bus rides back then, though I suppose 5 hours to St. Louis or 4 hours to Detroit restores that somewhat.