How I met my husband: my version vs his.

My husband and I celebrated our seventh wedding anniversary recently. Seven years! Where does the time go? It seems like the time from when we were having lunch in the cafeteria of our college dorm to picking out a diamond engagement ring to having a house and two kids has all gone by in the blink of an eye.

But even after all of the years that we've been together (seven years of marriage plus five of being together before that) there is something that we have never agreed on: If you ask my husband or I how we met, we have different answers. We have had this discussion with friends and they just sort of shrug their shoulders, so it's time to take it to the experts - the internet. Okay folks, who's right?

Here's the story:
My husband and I lived in the same dorm our freshman and sophomore years of college, one that worked to bring a community feeling to an otherwise massive-sized university. Along with groups to join and outings that they planned, there were athletic teams formed to play intramural sports once a week. Both my husband and I had played volleyball in high school, so we ended up signing up to play on the team (there were around eight of us in total) and therefore, according to me, met because we played together on the same volleyball team.

At the time (freshman year), we were both still dating significant others from high school, so we were nothing more than teammates that would occasionally say hi when we passed in the hallway. But by sophomore year those old relationships had each ended (thank goodness). So when we both showed up at the same party one night, I approached him, we starting talking and the rest is history.

So where is the debate? It's that my husband agrees that we were on the same volleyball team but he claims that due to the fact that we were just loose acquaintances, that doesn't count as meeting. He says that we didn't technically meet until the party the following year and he was actually able to remember my name (which, to be honest, is hard for a lot of people. It's the whole X thing that throws them off).

My counter-argument is that the reason I approached him at the party was because I already knew him, meaning we had previously met. To which he counters back that if he didn't remember my name, it doesn't count as having met.

After 12 years of being together, it's time to put an end to the debate. Which one of us is right?

Also, how did you and your significant other meet?

(I was compensated by Abazias.com for this post, but please, I need some outside opinions. Even if you agree with my husband, tell me who's right!)