Right up there with Mizzou in '78 or Texas A&M in 2001(?)
infernos for different reasons.
The latter smelt of burnt trash.
In early January of 94, we were celebrating the win over Texas A&M in the Cotton Bowl stadium.
Before Fenian Man, myself, and my brother got back on the bus to head home, Irv Smith came over to a group of us, chanting National Champs, and gave us all high fives and joined in on the fun.
I was a huge fan before, he's one of my favorite players ever after that.