Where were you when Nebraska beat Miami to win the National Championship?

[David Webb]

I was on Camp Hansen in Okinawa watching it on January 2nd.

 

[Kaladin]

 

[HuskerGarrett]

But we did win both polls in '94, including the AP. It was '97 when we split it.

My post was replying to him remembering the 97 championship

 

[Interloper]

I was in the stadium watching it unfold live... It was awesome, and looking back, I can't help but feel like it was meant to be...

I bought tickets with 3 of my friends to go. A couple of weeks out, all 3 had something come up and weren't able to go, so they sold them to a guy on our dorm floor and 2 of his friends. I didn't really know them well, but we agreed to all make the trip together. They lived in Swimtown, so I drove up to meet them on December 30th.

Like a bunch of idiot college kids, we decided that we were going to drive straight through, taking shifts. We stopped at my aunt's house in Nashville to shower part way and then continued on to Miami. We hadn't thought to book a hotel or anything, so we were just hoping for the best. We roll into Miami on the 31st and stop at a Burger King. When we come out, the car wouldn't go into gear (transmission went out on it). One of the guys had just gotten a credit card that had tow service as a benefit, so we called for a tow. Guy shows up and tells us that he can only fit 2 in the cab of his truck and if the other 2 of us want to ride in the car, ducking down, we'll have to give him $50 because it's against the law. We pony up the cash and he drops us off at a rental car place and takes the car to some mechanic. None of us know that you have to be 25 to rent a car, so we get up there and the guy tells us that he can't rent to us because the 3 of them are 21 and I'm 19, but if we give him $100, he'll make it look like one of us is 25 so we can get the car. We pony up the cash and get the rental car. Still not giving any thought to where in the hell we're going to stay that night, we hit the town and experience all the craziness that Miami has to offer. Just after midnight, we decide we should probably try to find a hotel, not realizing that those are probably booked up since it's New Year's Eve. We drive around looking for a place and after about 15 "we're full idiots", we find some shithole to stay in.

We go to the game the next day, getting shit talked by all of the Miami fans. At halftime, they're all over us, and I'm just praying that we don't end up getting blown out. Then the 2nd half unfolds and we assert our ourselves and it was glorious. You could see on the faces of the Miami fans that they knew they were fucked and we were just dominating them. I don't think I've ever talked as much shit after a game as I did that day, but it was worth it!

Next day, we find out that the transmission is toast and it'll cost more to fix it than the car is worth. We call around to every airline and of course there's no tickets, so we decide to buy Greyhound Bus tickets... 42 hours on a Greyhound bus to get back to Omaha sucked, but it all ended up worth it to see that 1st National Championship in my lifetime!

Awesome story...I was fortunate enough to be there as well, that erector set of a stadium placed squarely in the middle of the hood. The Miami fans were their usual classy selves until the 4th qtr and we all celebrated by stopping at Eduardo's Gun & Liquor on the way back to the hotel. What a time to be alive...

 

[Quint]

I was 30 and was kind of starting to think the ’71 National Championship might be the last one I’d ever see.

To start the game I was with a group of friends at a bar in Glendale Colorado. I may or may not have tried to renovate portions of the bar without a permit when Miami went up 17-7 and was not so politely asked to leave.

Made it home in time to watch the 4th quarter with my wife and first little one.

 

[Ext. 55]

I was in utter disbelief. After getting absolutely hosed by the refs the previous year, and losing so many consecutive bowl games, it felt like a hill we'd never get to the top of, and the game was an uphill slog until the 4th quarter. I can still remember Kent Pavelka's call of Kareem Moss's game-clinching interception.

Everyone was so excited and wanted to share the experience (the internet wasn't a real-time mass interaction place yet), so everyone got in their cars and started driving around. I was in the back seat hanging out the window with a Husker flag & waving at everyone we passed.

72nd & Dodge just sort of happened organically because so many people were driving around, then more and more people started getting out to stay there. So much fun.

Pretty much this. Was one year out of college. Had a bowl watching party at which one TV got fried from beer being spilled on it from our first touch down and then a ceiling fan being broken from someone jumping on the game winning TD.

We (about 12 peeps) all got in our cars and went down to 'O' street in Lincoln and celebrated with the mob that gathered downtown. Lot's of love going around that night.

 

[Woodrow F Call]

I was 11, watched the game at a friend's house. His dad took us to Lincoln the next day to cheer the team as they arrived at the airport back in Lincoln.