Chills of anticipation raced up my spine. Staring at the TV, I bounced up and down on the couch, so excited I could hardly sit still. No matter how many times I watched the tape, it felt like I was seeing it for the first time.

The crowd inside the Georgia Dome was on their feet and already making a deafening amount of noise as the seven American women filed into the arena ​to begin the 1996 Olympic gymnastics women’s team final.

The excitement that greeted the US women’s gymnastics team as they marched briskly toward the uneven bars was the most captivating thing I had ever seen. The air in the arena was so supercharged with electricity that I could feel it in my own living room, through the screen,​ six years after the fact.