The scary thing about that was the Bills had rallied to within four points just in the third quarter.
With a backup QB in the game.
I was driving from Alabama to North Carolina that day, and was listening to the game on the radio. I turned it off early in the second period I was so mad.
I turned it on while going through Charlotte to see how bad my Bills ended up losing, and the announcers were talking about what Moon needed to do to tie the game back up. I started screaming and whooping and hollering -- all the other people on I-85 probably thought I was some insane whackjob.