My favorite part of that whole game was seeing people who had already exited to the parking lot trying to get back into the stadium. After they were refused readmittance, somebody decided to scale the wire fence. Suddenly it was monkey see, monkey do, and everyone was climbing the fence. Eventually I think stadium security relented and opened the gates, fearing a lawsuit if some drunk fugger broke his neck.
I watched that game at Coach's in Macedon with my dad since it was blacked out at home. After Reich threw the interception to begin the second half, the bar emptied almost completely. So my dad and I moved up to the front row by the big screen and got the best seats in the house along with a few other faithful. When the tide started turning, people who had cellphones (this was 1993, remember) started calling everyone they knew and exhorting them to get their asses back to the bar. Some people used the payphones for the same purpose. By the beginning of the fourth quarter the place was jampacked again. Damnedest thing I ever saw. I never hugged so many total strangers in my whole life.