The whole Sugar Bowl, as with the other games throughout the year, I had been screaming with every touchdown scored. My wife would usually just laugh at me and give me a high-five. On the 85-yd play Zeke broke, I didn't make a sound. As he broke through the line, my eyes welled up with tears, and for once, my wife was screaming instead of me. I knew that play was a dagger through the heart of the SEC, and what I had long awaited was about to come to fruition.
I'll never forget the play, how it transpired, and how I felt. Every time I watch it, it takes me back to when I originally watched it. What thing of beauty.