"The best thing about a miracle, you never know when you're going to witness one, but you'll always remember where you were."
On December 19, 2010, I was sitting on my couch in my college apartment, anxiously awaiting the arrival of winter break. Although I was watching the Eagles game alone, I was texting back and forth with friends, agonizing over the team's first 52 minutes of play.
And then came the first touchdown. The onsides kick. Touchdown two. Their false start. Touchdown three. The third-down sack. And finally: a miracle.
Too much in shock to properly text, all I could do was pick up the phone and scream with my friends about what we just witnessed. While I was alone in my apartment, Eagles fans on social media this week reminded me that we were all together in celebrating this piece of franchise history.
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Here are some of your stories of where you were when you witnessed the Miracle of the New Meadowlands:
From the epic:
To the worldwide:
To the hilarious:
To the life-changing:
To the ... uhwut:
We'll always remember where we were, apart and together. Let's see what Sunday brings. #FlyEaglesFly
