When I was a kid I got a nice Bills fleece blanket from my Grandma. I remember being disappointed, and probably didn't hide it well (as a 12 year old I wasn't really interested in a blanket) and feel bad to this day that I didn't show her proper appreciation. Today it's my football blanket, and my kids will also frequently commandeer it. I love that it came from her and that it feels like she's with us when we're using it, even though she passed around 30 years ago.
My second would be going last years playoff game. My wife did not get me anything for Xmas, and I kind of guilted her into giving me the weekend away (the biggest gift was her being responsible for both of our little monsters for a few days.)