(03-13-2020, 07:19 AM)The Real Marty Wrote:

(03-13-2020, 04:32 AM)JagFanatic24 Wrote: I was a 12 year old down at the stadium the atmosphere was electric. Everyone was chanting Super Bowl where I was sitting.

I also watched the plane fly over after Denver. And Widell asked if we believe in Miracles.

All bc of that missed FG.

The elation I felt when that thing missed was unbelievable.  I have never gone so deeply into the depths of despair and then so high into a feeling of ecstasy in such a short period of time.  It was a rocket blast of pure clean happiness.   And I'd bet 71,999 other people felt the same thing.  

Nowadays, we're all scarred and cynical from decades of ineptitude, but back then, we were innocent newbies, so we had no reservations about how we felt at the time.  God himself had come down and saved us.  There was no other explanation.

I was so convinced the game was over, I was sitting with my head in my hands while everyone around me was standing. I didn't see the actual kick but I looked up in time to see it sail wide. (We were sitting in section 123, row J back in those days.) I jumped in the air like Michael Jordan. Well maybe not just like. The feeling was surreal.

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