My brother-in-law and I were able to score some tickets to the wild card game; no easy feat back in the midst of the Superbowl years. But thanks to the drubbing the Bills had just suffered at the hands of the Oilers the previous weekend, ticket sales were slow, and the game was blacked out. We made the 90 minute trip to Orchard Park, parked in somebody's "lawn turned parking lot" and walked 3/4 of a mile to Rich..
An hour into the game, it looked like we'd wasted our money. We sat there: cold, wet and disgusted, and hoping that somehow the tide would turn in the third quarter. The Bills proceeded to go down yet another 7 points: 35-3 My bro-in-law (who was 20 at the time) said "you wanna leave?". I sat there for a moment, realizing it would be the last Bills game we would see until next fall, because there was no way the Bills were going to pull this one out. I can still remember what I said: "Nah, we paid good money to sit here and freeze". I seriously just wanted to watch some players who I knew would never play in a Bills uniform ever again. Had no idea that we were in for the treat of our football lives.
I've been to some very exciting games over the past 25 years: The Frank Reich Monday night game vs the LA Rams(1989), and a 38-24 sunday night game vs the Raiders the following season are two that stick out. But that cold dreary Sunday 20 years ago is a game I will NEVER forget!