I have seen "this day" twice.
The first time, in '72, I and my family and some other Scouts were camped out in the middle of the Everglades the night before in 30-degree temperatures freezing all night in tents... waiting for the sun to rise so we could break camp and head back to town to watch the Dolphins beat the Skins. EVERYONE... every last one of us... cold hardly wait for that game to begin. There was no one in South Florida in those days who was NOT a Dolphin fan, and the place was a ghost town for those 3 hours of the game. The Water Dept. said later that pressure soared to record levels that afternoon due to lack of usage... people glued to their TV sets.
The next year, it was hurry-up and get home from church. A little less anticipation because there was zero doubt we would destroy the Vikings. I remember most going outside after the game and hearing what sounded like New Year's Eve with all the horns and fireworks being set off at the end of the game.
Funny how I don't remember as much about 1971 and 1982 and 1984. Bob Lilly, John Riggins and Joe Montana pretty much erased those days from my memory.