It was like the scene from Rudy
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Member ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() Everyone knows the scene in the movie Rudy where the dad walks into the Notre Dame stadium and almost cries. Well I've had this feeling three times now. Once as a early teen walking into the Big House (Michigan Stadium), then 1996 Game 7 of Red Wings vs Blues double over-time win to send them to Stanley Cup Finals, and now last night sweep of the Yankees at Comerica Park. Last night was just amazing to take in. I'm a sports fan but not a fanatic, but the emotion of these events was just overwhelming. |
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Elite ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() My only similar memory is the '95 Mariners. I wasn't actually there, but when Edgar Martinez hit the double and Griffey can running around third, everyone at our house (20+ people) was jumping around and screaming and just generally going bonkers. It is my favorite sports memory so far. The 1st BSU Fiesta bowl is a close second. |
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Pro ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() Glad I'm not the only one that's had similar experiences.... The flyover at the 2010 National Championship Game in Pasadena Texas v. Alabama. First time I'd been at a game of that magnatude. Also...while I wasn't there, but in the 2005 NC game when Vince scampered in for the close out TD. About 15 of us screaming like little school girls...... I've been to Stanley Cup finals, NBA Finals, and World Series games too. Nothing, to now, has topped the National Championship game (even though the Horns lost). |
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Champion ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() I was at the first game at Shea Stadium after 9/11 (Mets vs Braves). They had hundreds of NYPD and FDNY and other first responders on the field. The teams (huge rivals, of course) joined each other and the first responders to hold up a giant American flag that covered the diamond. Diana Ross sang “G-d bless America” and Liza Minelli sang “New York, New York”. The entire stadium observed a moment of silence, which was chilling. Thousands and thousands of people and you could have heard a pin drop. The game was secondary to the other events that night, but when Mike Piazza hit a huge home run in the 8th to put the Mets in front, the place went absolutely bonkers. John Smotlz said afterwards, "It was like a game that wasn't really a game. It was a healing. It was everything it turned out to be -- great for the country, great for New York. Sports was irrelevant at that point, winning and losing. And then when Piazza hit that home run, typically as a competitor you realize you're going to lose that game. But it was magical. You didn't even mind it for that moment.” |
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Champion ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() Two moments stand out for me. I was there for one and watching TV for the other. For my TV moment, frankly, it was when Boston won the WS. I woke up my wife so she could watch it. It was a moment of history I won't soon forget. The other, that I was present for, was the last match of the 2007 season. We needed to either win or tie to make it into the playoffs. It was a 0-0 tie when John Thorrington came on as a very late substitute. In the 92nd minute he scored and the entire stadium absolutely errupted. It was the most thrilling experience I have had in a VERY long time. (HS when we won the state championships as a severe underdog). People were hugging each other, high fiving, jumping up and down, etc. The sound was almost deafening. Since then, I've been a John (f***ing) Thorrington fan. |
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Veteran ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() First time walking into Fenway when I was a kid was pretty surreal. Only playing on little league diamonds in crappy fields my whole life then you just walk out of the concourse and see this green wall that just looks like it's 100 ft tall and all the perfectly mowed grass and the fresh chalk lines. I think I've also got that chill a few times doing backcountry riding out in Colorado. When you get to the peak and look out for just miles and miles you have to kind of stop for a second and take it in. |
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Veteran ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() Two for me as well. 1. Dad takes me to my first Dallas Cowboy game when I was 7 in 1977. They played, and beat the Denver Broncos and beat them again in the Super Bowl. I saw Roger Staubach play and it's one of the best memories I have. 2. Ryder Cup 1999 when the US came back to win. A bunch of friends from college had gotten together for a weekend and everyone was supposed to leave that morning to head to their respective home towns. As the wins started accumulating, everyone kept putting off leaving and it turned into a huge celebration - only to be replayed this year. twomarks |
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Expert ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() I've been to 28 Indy 500's, and everytime I walk through the gate a feeling of reverence hits me...not sure why |
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Champion ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() 1979 Pirates. I caught the fever in May when I was graduating high school. I went to 50 of 82 home games that year. "who's pitching, Bibby?". Let's go! I was at the game almost every night. I went to game 3 of the NLCS when they swept the Reds' then got to play the National Anthem for game 5 as a member of the University of Pittsbugh Varsity Marching Band. It was a 5 month high and nothing has been as satisfying since. Probably because I was 18 and carefree, but that was a great time to be a sports fan. |
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Iron Donkey![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() Upon coming down the final stretch of my 2 IM finishes, I almost lost it. Visiting a baseball park, like going to Wrigley Field for the first time, hasn't caused that kind of effect on me - it's unbelievable stopping in, but not enough to make me weep. It would make me weep big time if I had to pay 10 bucks for a beer! |
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Elite ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() Kirk Gibson...'88 Series...the homer off of Eckersley with only one good leg. It doesn't get more Rudy-esque than that. I went bananas when that happened! Great memory. My Syracuse Orangemen winning the '03 NCAA Basketball Championship...I distinctly remember screaming my head off, proceeding to go upstairs to tell my 8-month pregnant wife at the time! She was so cool about it. Finishing 140.6 of course...I totally felt like Rocky Balboa at the end of Rocky I after that kind of race. ...and each of the 6 Guns N' Roses shows I've been to in my life. I'm sure there are more...I'm kind of a sentimental guy...Dick Vermeil-esque I'd say. |
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Master ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() ChineseDemocracy - 2012-10-19 10:22 PM Kirk Gibson...'88 Series...the homer off of Eckersley with only one good leg. It doesn't get more Rudy-esque than that. I went bananas when that happened! Great memory. My Syracuse Orangemen winning the '03 NCAA Basketball Championship...I distinctly remember screaming my head off, proceeding to go upstairs to tell my 8-month pregnant wife at the time! She was so cool about it. Finishing 140.6 of course...I totally felt like Rocky Balboa at the end of Rocky I after that kind of race. ...and each of the 6 Guns N' Roses shows I've been to in my life. I'm sure there are more...I'm kind of a sentimental guy...Dick Vermeil-esque I'd say. Dang, y'all finished the big race... that's way past cool. For me, probably the Braves getting to the WS in 1991....insane for us. Also, finishing the Assault on Mt Mitchell twice, @ 6500 ft (that's high for us eastern US folks). Just an incredible ride and the hardest thing I've ever done. Edited by tri42 2012-10-19 10:57 PM |
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Master ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() My first 1/2 marathon, R'n R Phoenix, supported research for MS. My dad was diagnosed 5 years ago. Coming over a rise and seeing the thousands of people streaming in front of me really caught me off guard. Just beautiful; the world seemed early morning muted. I thought about everyone running for my dad, whether they knew it or just signed up for a random race. It was one of those quiet amidst chaos moments. |
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Extreme Veteran ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() Got that feeling when my Dad took me to Supwer Bowl XIII. I am a huge steelers fan and was in 3rd grade at the time. Remember being so little couldn't see anything walking through the stadium getting to our seats. Once we got to our seats I could see the field and thought I was in heavan. It was one of the greatest Super Bowls ever and my Steelers won! |