Florida Marlins vs. San Francisco Giants
It was the last ining (11th, believe it) and the Giants had the upper hand at 3-2 against the Marlins.
However, 1st and 2nd base were filled by the Marlins (they were batting). One guy from the same team came up to bat. However, he has a reputation of good homeruns. So, the Giants let him pass (on purpose) to 1st base because they knew he would easily send the ball out of the stadium if they ever tried to strike him out. Thus, 1st, 2nd, and 3rd base were now completely filled by the Marlins.
The suspense was filling the entire air of Pro Player Stadium in Florida. Bases full, score 3-2, 2 outs for the Marlins, and one Marlin batter has the whole fate of the team in his hands. All he needs to do, is knock that ball to hell (or at least hit it far enough to tip the balance).
He hits, the ball flies to right field at low altitude but at high speed. The ball touches the floor and is caught by the right-fielder. As the batter runs to 1st base, the giant's right-fielder throws the ball to Home Base.
Before he managed to throw the ball, the runner that was in 3rd base had already made it (that makes 3-3, tie). After he makes it to home, he turns around, drops to his knees, and signals the other runner (who was in 2nd base) to THROW himself to Home Base.
The runner was just 1 or 2 yards from the home plate. The Giant's catcher caught the ball (thrown by the right-fielder). However, it was too little too late for the catcher. The Marlin's runner dives head-first into home and completes the score. The Marlins finally tipped the balance of power in their favor.
As of October 3, 2003, the Marlins won at 4-3.
Me, my dad, my family, and rest of Miami went crazy as hell. It was the closest game I have ever seen. I'm not sure if any other game can get closer than this.
All of Pro Player Stadium was out of control. People shouting, chanting, dancing, cheering, and whistling as the Marlins took it all at the last possible moment.