In the playgrounds across Dortmund they will be re-enacting this night for years to come.
Each child will take it in turns to take on the role of Felipe Santana, another will pretend to follow in the footsteps of Marco Reus, while others will fight it out to pull on the imaginary shirt of Robert Lewandowski.
It is nights like these which inspire not only those inside the stadium, but the next generation of footballers. It's what makes the intangible, tangible.
Trailing 2-1 to Malaga going into stoppage time in Tuesday's Champions League quarterfinal second leg, the Dortmund dream lay in tatters.
This youthful and vibrant side, a team which has won admirers from across the globe, appeared to have choked when it was supposed to underline its status as one of the most exciting sides in Europe.
But this is football -- a sport which still boasts the capacity to leave even the most seasoned of spectators transfixed in a state of disbelief.
With the clock ticking down and all hope abating, Dortmund produced one of the most astonishing European comebacks in recent years.
Two goals in added time broke Spanish hearts and propelled Jurgen Klopp's side into the semifinals in a manner befitting of its own film script.
This was Hollywood.
The German side, which had held Malaga to a goalless draw in the first leg, was expected to reach the semifinal with ease and qualify for the last four for the first time since 1998.
It was not difficult to see why Dortmund was considered such a strong favourite -- it plays a brand of football which reawakens the youthful spirit in even the most weary of souls.
In its yellow and black shirts, the players buzz and swarm around like bees, pushing, pressing and pestering.
But while Dortmund dominated, it failed to make that crucial incision.
Instead, it was Malaga which made the first move, giving the game a twist most did not expect to witness.
Joaquin's fierce strike found the corner and temporarily silenced the raucous crowd packed inside the stadium.
But that goal, which arrived after 25 minutes, only served to stir Dortmund into action.
Suddenly Dortmund found its spark -- and what a spark.
In the end it was a moment of magic which lit up the Dortmund sky as the home side drew level with a sublime demonstration of how to unlock a defense.
This was not simply a "goal". No, this was a thing of sheer beauty from the moment the ball found its way to Marco Reus until it hit the back of the net; this was football from a different planet.
Reus, the precociously talented playmaker, unfurled a flick of such cunning that it split the Malaga defense and allowed Robert Lewandowski to clip the ball over the goalkeeper and fire home. It was beautiful.