I was 10 years old. My dad was a 1973 grad and we were all Gamecock fans, but never even dreamt of going to a game because Saturdays were meant mostly for work on remodeling projects around our house or some other work and going to football games was what "rich" people did. lol. I listened to every game on the Radio (and watched the very few that were on TV). I remember watching the Notre Dame game on TV in our living room and my dad came in from bush-hogging a field to actually watch that entire game. Previously whenever I had a game on the radio, or TV, it was mostly my obsession and he would only take a passing interest in it - never let it stop him from doing whatever project he had going on. That was the first time I remember him really get into a game, yelling at the TV, whooping it up when Carolina scored, and that type of thing. It was an awesome day.
And, of course, I remember watching the FSU game in that same living room with the whole family. FSU gave us a near-annual stomping and were becoming one of the most exciting teams in the country, so watching us dominate that game was a surreal experience. I don't think any team in the country would have beaten us that night and I would have sworn after that game that we were going to go on to win the national championship.