Mine is when Tyrone Prothro did this...
I miss seeing him dance on the field.
What is your favorite moment?
I miss seeing him dance on the field.
What is your favorite moment?
Chill bumps here too!I'm only 22.. but when I was 7 years old I can remember watching George Teague take over the 1993 USF&G Sugar Bowl.
From that moment on I never waivered on who my favorite college football team was, not that I really had a choice, but that made me sure about it!
Man I get chills just thinking about it!!!:biggrin:
Yeah, that one had me dancing a jig in my living room. I went from devastated to elated in a fraction of a second...6-3 win over Tennessee in 2005.
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I agree...it was almost super human what he did.I have several too but the one that stands out in my mind is the take-away (Teague from Thomas). I remember watching the game at home on the edge of my seat thinking at any moment that Miami was going to get a spark that would send them into a scoring frenzy. (if you are too young to remember, they could score in a minutes time and often did). When Torretta connected with Thomas I just collapsed thinking here it goes, the giant awakens. Then outta nowhere, comes Teague like superman or something. I couldn't believe my eyes. He actually looked like he was in some unhuman gear racing down the field not only catching Thomas but taking the ball from him as to say oh no you don't and reversing direction to run up the field. From that point on I didn't worry. I knew these guys were there to take care of business and everything was going to be alright. I'll never forget that moment as long as I live.
6-3 win over Tennessee in 2005.
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Ya'll was wakin the dead!!!!It was 1990 and I was 12 years old. My extended family months in advance had planned the day to clean out the family cemetery plot in Tuscaloosa. It was an all day affair that required building a retaining wall and a lot of labor. We waited until the Fall when the weather was cool.
Alabama played Tennessee that day and we had to listen to the radio broadcast. It was a cool October day and Eli Gold's voice boomed through car stereos. The tension mounted as the time ticked away in a defensive struggle. Alabama put together one last drive to allow Philip Doyle to try a 48-yarder. The score was 6-6.
The work stopped and everyone gathered to hear the end of the game. It was torture listening to the radio as the kick went up. When Eli screamed, "It's GOOD!", jubilation broke out. And there we were, screaming our heads off in celebration in the middle of a graveyard. I'll never forget it.
I love it!:biggrin::biggrin::biggrin: