||[Mar. 2nd, 2008|10:34 pm]
OK, eliskimo, here's a real post. Only, what, 3 months later :)|
So ESPN just went through a long process to determine the most notable sports highlight.
The one highlight that still gives me chills won. It wasn't any of the Super Bowl victories of the Dallas Cowboys. It wasn't Joe Carter ending a World Series. It wasn't Kellen Winslow in Miami in the best NFL game I have ever watched. It wasn't Danny Manning and KU in 1988. None of the great highlights of history like Carlton Fisk, or Bobby Thomsen, or "down goes Frazier!" have that much impact on me.
Nope, it's the one highlight that my eyes tear up every time. Even 28 years later.
I remember this event clearly. I was only 12 at the time. I remember watching it on a black and white TV at a house my parents rented when we moved to Wichita. It was an odd house that reflected the 1970s, and had a slightly raised alcove where we'd put the TV. There were no chairs, I had to sit on the ugly orange-brown shag carpet popular then.
But that's where I saw Mike Eruzione score the goal that put the US up 4-3. And that's where I watched Jim Craig and the rest somehow, someway, incredibly survive the frantic attempts by the Russians to tie the game.
Yes, Al Michaels, I do believe in miracles.