I was at home in Victor, and was lucky enough to have Finger Lakes cable. Time Warner cable in Rochester had the game blacked out, but Finger Lakes cable was out of Syracuse I think. I was so bummed how the game was turning out. I started flipping chennels to find something else to watch, and would flip back to push the dagger in a little farther.
The Bills started to turn the game around, a score, a score. Then the amazing Steve Christie suicide onside kick, aptly named because the kicker follows the ball and falls on it. I started screaming, I started shouting and I was on my feet. The dog went and cowered by the back door. My neighbors heard me from across the road 300 feet away. I couldn't talk for a week after and saw the doctor b/c my throat was so raw.
To this day my voice has never been the same, but it doesn't matter. Now I sit in south Florida a a little local bar every Sunday and always will. Bills for life.