That moment, that championship feeling, has stayed with me my entire life. That fuzzy black and white image from a small screened television somehow embedded in my brain.

And that’s so much of the staying power of sport. That’s what championships can do. They grab you. They shake you in the best of ways. They bring people together. They change lives. They matter and they’re precious and personal — the game may be the same, but everyone’s experience is a little bit different — and they became part of the fabric of your life.

Not just another memory. Not just a moment in time. But something that never leaves you. Something you can always talk about.

Where were you in 1967? Or ’72? Or ’92? Or touch-em-all-Joe ’93. We all know where we were, or who we were watching with, live or on televisi

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