Everybody talks about that 1974 game, but my worst /best memory was from 1972. My cousin and his Air Force buddy had just returned from Vietnam and they had an extra ticket for me. We drove to east Lansing in my cousins' friend's 340 duster, 4 speed hurst shifter, after market ram air, rough cam. They were still in war mode, and were trying to pick fights with the entire MSU student body. I am 15 years old and sure that I am going to die. We lost the game, and my cousin and his buddy drank an entire bottle of ancient age that they smuggled into the stadium. They were both too drunk to drive and passed out in the car. So I drive that freaking beast back to Columbus on my learners permit, no maps, and about 30 minutes of prior standard transmission experience on a ford tractor. I have never been so happy as when I found 23 south. Sadly my cousin died 2 years ago, but I will remember that trip to east Lansing for the rest of my days.