I remember that day and that call. Was painting the stacks on the 2nd deck of a towboat as we were unloading diesel fuel just south of Memphis - Arkansas side of the river. Had been a long day earlier as we'd broke tow and moved barges around so I had forgotten about the game. Then it hit me and I run down and grab my radio...took me a couple of minutes to get the game dialed in but was finally able to with Masters on deck. Incredible call and had me hooping and hollering from bow to stern.
Go back and listen to how loud the crowed is on this video. Impressive.