Still in high school working at the worlds fair at the south end near the Chinese pavilion. People were huddled around radios wherever they could be found. Will never forget hearing Neyland roar when the clock hit zero. Couldn't resist taking Cumberland home later that night. The fans were still partying long after the goal post were down. I swear the sidewalks along Cumberland were at least ankle deep with with beer cans.
As a youngster growing up in the seventies, loving the VOLS, reading the Sentinel and Journal for any information regarding the Vols. That was a day I'll never forget.