I was there. It was awesome.
Too cool, what a game to attend.
Dude, I’m jealous! I was a teenager in CA. Watched the game broadcast while chomping down on pizza at my favorite local place.
Down 3-2, then the tying score, then the go-ahead...then biting of nails (and pizza) for the final ten minutes or so.
That night was the night that the USA began to pull itself out of the post-Vietnam funk.