Pre-Holmgren? Or maybe Pre-Pete? Whatever floats your boat I guess. I'll start.
If I remember correctly this game was blacked out locally. Could be wrong but either way I was listening on the radio upstairs, dad was listening downstairs. Was basically on the first step to accepting the loss which, for those you who may not know or remember, was a pretty common in the 90s.
Anyhoo, as evidenced in the video, we were narrowly able to steal victory away from the jaws of defeat. I just remember jumping up and down yelling and hearing my dad do the same downstairs and it was glorious.
Did we make the playoffs that year? Nope. Did it matter at that point? Nope. Like Beast Quake and the all-time great plays that came before it, sometimes it's the small victories, the amazing little moments that make the best memories.