Yep, I remember because I was finishing my term in the Army overseas. I was home for under a month when the playoff game happened. I told my mother I would roll naked in the snow if we beat the Cowgirls, and she started freaking out because I was going to do it--I couldn't piss off the football gods by reneging, amirite? But a guy I served with from Arizona called me from Germany the minute the game ended and we gushed about the game for forever instead.
I also remember a surreal calm when the Bolts scored that touchdown. I said to myself, "We have Metcalf, Plummer, and Jacke. We got this." And we did. Cardiac Cards, baby.