Easy choice for me… 1992 NFC Championship Game in the mud at Candlestick Park.
Nobody thought that the upstart Cowboys - the youngest team in the NFL - would go to San Francisco and beat the mighty Forty Niners.
In part it was so sweet because of 1989. The Cowboys had hit rock bottom that year, winning just one game all season (suck it Commanders). They were the laughingstock of the league and people were saying a college coach would never win.
To go from that to a dominant dynasty was as sweet as it could get, and for me the pinnacle of that turnaround was the ‘92 NFCCG. I knew if Dallas won at Candlestick, they were going to win the Super Bowl.
I think it was sweetest for many of the players too. The one’s who had suffered through that ‘89 season and felt both the pain of humiliation as well as the pain of Jimmy’s training camps in ‘90, ‘91 and ‘92.
Those guys went through hell and to arrive at the top of their sport as a championship dynasty made it mean so much to them… just like it did us fans.