The lesson here, to no surprise: 1998 is king.
The Martin-to-Price bomb to essentially clinch the National Championship narrowly beat Clint Stoerner's fumble that same season to win our month-long Best Plays Bracket, with 53% of the vote, meaning one can easily still make a case for either play. But the fact that these two stood alone at the end is further validation to the magic of a championship, even fourteen years later.
We've joked throughout a bracket full of spectacular displays of athleticism that a vote for Stoerner is literally a vote for a man falling down...but as we all know, it was so very much more than that. I think the only play that could've beaten it is the one that did, simply because of the weight