Where were you on the night of November 2, 1995? Let’s jog the memory.
Warrick Dunn finds a hole. He’s at the 1. Stopped cold! Anthony Poindexter out of nowhere. Virginia has done the unthinkable, the unimaginable, the unbelievable. The Cavaliers have stunned No. 2 Florida State, 33-28.
Where were you on November 2, 1995?
A trio of incoming UVa freshmen, all of whom were 9 or 10 at the time, know where they were on
that glorious Thursday evening. All three were in Charlottesville, though only one was at Scott Stadium that night.
“I remember the night. I couldn’t go to the FSU game because my parents made me go to bed,” said St. Anne’s-Belfield’s Chris Long , his muscles pouring out of an Atlanta Hawks practice jersey. “I caught it on TV.”
“I was at home,” said Devonta Brown , a Charlottesville High graduate and linebacker who puts the bad in nightmare. “I wasn’t a big Virginia fan yet.”
Bryan Lescanec, a Cavalier fan since birth, was one of those kids who charged the field quicker than Visa ever could.
“Oh my God, I remember having to go to school late the next day,” recalled Lescanec, a Western Albemarle High School product who plays football with blue-collar vengeance. “I couldn’t sleep because I wanted to be in that game so bad. My sister and I rushed the field. Crazy.”
Nine years later, all three freshmen can’t wait to step onto that same field, this time as Cavalier players, wearing the orange-and-blue colors of the hometown team. You ask why write a story on three guys, who although very talented, stand very low on the Virginia football totem pole. Because they’re local boys, a rarity in UVa football recruiting.
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