I was at that game. My Dad was able to get two last minute tickets for me and my brother. I was all excited until he took us to our seats in the end zone and told us, “ I’m sitting over in the north stands. Meet me back at the truck after the game.” I was 11 and my brother was 9. A different world then.
Had a blast though. When Nattiel caught the winning TD some big black dude picked up my brother and started dancing around. The whole end zone erupted. Watched as they torn down the goal posts. As we drove back home down Tennessee St we saw a group of UF fans carrying a piece of the goal post. Good times.