Braylon-fest 2004. My buddy and I were sitting in front of an obnoxious 12 year Spartan fan and his dad. Kid was whooping and hollering for the whole day, because obviously, and it's just getting more and more grating. Then Braylon went ham and woo. Everyone is celebrating the win and I turn around to see this kid with his head buried in his dads chest, sobbing. I nudge my pal and point behind me. He looks, grins at me and gives me a fist bump and we giggle like 6 year-olds.
Our classiest moment? No, but oh so satisfying... Remember Rule 32: "Enjoy the little things".