Ameche plunged in from there for the winning score. We knew that with Ameche and our offensive line, they weren't going to stop us. Eleven years later, the Colts were back in a championship game against another team from New York, this time the Jets in the 1969 Super Bowl. When you keep hearing your team isn't going to win, you get angry and frustrated. The anger festers.
Anger is a good thing to have.
Namath's supply of it spilled over the week of the game when he was heckled during an appearance at the Miami Touchdown Club. Already annoyed at Namath's swaggering style, the Colts went ballistic when they heard about the boast. It seemed they were more obsessed with him than winning the game. That same year in baseball, the Miracle Mets, perennial tailenders, quite unexpectedly found themselves in the World Series against the Baltimore Orioles. These were the Mets of Rod Gaspar and J.C. Martin against the Orioles of Brooks Robinson and Jim Palmer, obscure against awesome.