The last time I felt really happy when we won, and I mean had a deep sense of satisfaction, was the 95 Semi Final. It was a semi final after all. And the Dons. The time before that was late 94 when when you could see that young side starting to gel with that late run. But even then, I knew we were gonna get whacked the next week, cos it was bleedin' obvious that we weren't good enough to go all the way. Sure I had fantasies that we would come out and pump the Cats but realistically I went to Waverley that day knowing we were goners. We all know the history since then. I remember a few games when I just stood shaking my head as the Daffy, Cambpell, Knights era team would strut off the MCG with the sounds of the deluded faithful ringing in their ears, fist pumping and clapping the wonderful Tiger fans, but we all knew that more likely than not when the side ran out the next week against any quality opposition, namely the Norths and Essendons of the time, and get well and truly put back in it's place. I didn't really feel anything much after our win this year because, well, what did it mean? Tivendale had a good game. Grrreeeat! I guess the bottom line is, I'm really starting to lose patience. I wanna see some results OFF the field i.e., I wanna start seeing the correct decisions made, and I wanna see an out and out champion play for this club again. Boy it's been a looong time since we had one of those.