Definitely last month’s Super Bowl. It was great to see the Patriots lose in the most painful way possible. I’m a Yankees and Steelers fan, so they’ve given me much joy throughout my life. But nothing was quite as satisfying as last month. Plus, I picked up a nice chunk o’change on the game.
'98 World Cup. France, at best a second tier European power that never made any kind of impact in international sports, is up against Brazil, a nation that eats, sleeps, and breathes soccer (to the point where volleyball is often soccerized there). There were signs of discord on the Brazilian side, but having made it this far, winning the ultimate game on the world stage should have been automatic.
France wins 3-0. Brazil finishes second…second!..in the World Cup. Everything that’s great about sports…there’s no script, there are no free rides, everything counts, and you never can tell.
Denver Broncos win the Super Bowl. John Elway finally gets a complete team around him, and it pays off in the best possible way. And the past four Super Bowl losses? 49ers 55, Broncos 10? Irrelevent. Ancient history. Meaningless. A few moments of screwiness that nobody gives a damn about anymore. Take that, Simpsons writers! 
Lance Armstrong in his last Tour De France, facing a relentless onslaught of spurious doping claims, fighting age, fighting pain and fatigue, struggling early, falling behind, running out of time, looking to be out of it…and winning in a blowout as always. 7 straight, a mark that will probably never be seriously challenged, and all the thousands of accusations and allegations and rumors accomplishing precisely jack squat. You can’t take him down. You just can’t.
Greg Lougainis. 'Nuff said. Roger Federer only wishes he had this level of complete, absolute, not-yielding-even-a-micron dominance for an entire career. He was a joy to watch, too, and even now it’s remarkable how he made a man in tiny swim trunks performing all manner of aerial ballet…acceptable.
Red Sox come back from 0-3 against the Yankees in the '04 ALCS, then go on to sweep the World Series. The history of baseball officially comes to an end.
Dale Earnhart Sr. winning the Daytona 500. Another invincible curse smashed, squashed, hacked to tiny bits, burned, stuffed in a sack, buried, then dug up and hacked into even tinier bits. And, as it turns out, just in the nick of time. 
Buster Douglas KO 10R Mike Tyson. I didn’t see it at the time, but I did catch it on YouTube a few months ago, and I tell ya…it’s every bit as wonderful and incredible as everyone said it was. Right away you could see a Tyson opponent who did not show fear, did not play into Tyson’s hands, did not ever falter even after getting knocked down, and fought to win every second of the way. You got the sense that something big was going to happen tonight, something that could change the landscape of professional pugilism forever. And it happened. Good lord, did it ever happen. Rocky lives. The invincible, indestructible Mike Tyson, done like dinner at age 22. It’s anybody’s game now. Sweetness.
Being in the right field upper deck, Game 6, 1986 WS, when the parachuter dropped in. Ours was the first section to spot him. At a time in the game when the stadium was very quiet (the BoSox were ahead at that point) we got VERY NOISY and as the guy descended onto the field, the whole crowd got very noisy and our spirits were lifted, even before Buckner’s error.
Watched on TV…
The 1996 women’s gymnastics, when our megamediehyped team was choking on all of the vault events, last to vault was little Kerri Strug.
1st vault: Land poorly, falling, spraining her ankle. All hope is lost. She limps back to the start line for what must surely be an obligatory attempt to scrape a few points.
2nd vault: Runs full tilt…what’s she doing…her ankle?!? Pow, flippity flip wham! She sticks the landing on one freakin’ leg and collapses in pain, and wins gold for the women!
I was there when Kirk Gibson hit the home run against Goose Gossage. The managers trying to decide what to do. Then Gossage saying I’ll pitch to him. He only had 1 lifetime hit against him at that time . Make it two.
A previous similar thread. Mine is post #2.
I was at a Red Wing hockey game. A rookie trying to get his rep took a real obvious cheap shot at Gordie Howe. Howe got up brushed the ice away and continued the game. Next turn they were on the ice together all the Detroit fans ignored the puck and watched Howe. He got next to the rook . His elbow shot up in flash. The kids head snapped back and he took a left turn into the bench and never returned to the game. Lesson learned.
Super Bowl XXXII. Elway gets his Championship. I will never ever forget the final play of that game. Favre passes on 4th down, the pass is broken up and almost intercepted with seconds left on the clock. My whole house erupts in shouts. Even my dad, who was not a demonstrative person, jumped from his chair and began shouting and screaming. Best game ever.