I was actually at that game, too, with a grade school friend of mine--we were so wrapped up in snowmobile suits that we looked like Ralphie's brother on "A Christmas Story". How we got to pee that day without it taking a full quarter to take it all off and put it all on, I'll never know.
My actual first game, however, was during the last year at the Rockpile. We saw Johnny U stomp us 17-0, the same score of my second game against Miami the following year. It was only at my 3rd game one further year later (one game a year--our big annual father-son Bills game trip) that I actually saw them score. A 16-7 or so victory over the Dick Butkus-led Bears.
Our seats for my first game were in the very top row of War Memorial Stadium--I could literally look over the back to the street below.
Other than the losing, good times, man, good times.....