I was 12 years old and I still remember that hit like it was yesterday. I was fanatical about the Seahawks, never missed a minute of any game, so I knew the backstory to Harden and Largent from the first game in Denver. When Harden intercepted Krieg's pass, I remember thinking that it can't be this way, Harden was such a badguy that Largent, and by association the Seahawks, had to beat him and the Broncos. The good guys have to win in the end, right? Then during Harden't return of the pick Largent just comes out of nowhere and lays the lumber. I jumped off the couch screaming at the top of my lungs for what seemed like forever. The fumble recovery and giving Harden the business afterwards was icing on the cake. Damn near makes me emotional just typing this now. The good guys don't always finish last.