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Remember when....

Rosy

Tiger Legend
Mar 27, 2003
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Remember when footy used to be fun? Your team might not have won many games but it didn’t really matter. There was always next week or even next season and you supported them religiously through the highs and lows.

As much as winning was the icing on the cake, the camaraderie, the atmosphere, the friendship, the sense of tribalism also gave plenty of fulfilment as well as a sense of belonging.

You mightn’t have liked what the coach was doing but you never let that waver your support. There was no need to abuse the players personally. There were always comments from the peanut gallery while the games were in progress but when the siren sounded all was forgiven and you’d be off to the clubrooms for a drink and a chat with supporters from both clubs, the players and the coach. Everyone was a good mate because they shared a common bond

In some ways, same as a footy club is the hub of a community, PRE is also a gathering place for people who share a common passion.

Two things have really saddened me this week and made me realise how far following Richmond has become from grass roots footy.

One thing is the abuse on the message board. A lot of anger and personal insults directed towards not only the RFC and all involved there but also towards other PREnders and the moderators too.

The second thing that has really upset me is learning 8 out of the 12 clubs in the Goulburn Valley League have had players who’ve taken their lives recently. The relevance of that to this post is the knowledge that at times like this footy communities band together to support each other.

I’m not trivialising the GV situation by likening it to Richmond being out of form, it’s hard times and I’ve certainly got friends I’m never going to see again, but it makes me think when the chips are down a pat on the back, a hug or a kind word of support will lift spirits more than any amount of abuse ever will.

Life's short and footy is a game that's meant to be fun.
 
You're a gem Rosy, we should all take stock a bit and learn to enjoy life, its over too quickly.

Yes we all want Tiger success but its a game afterall.

Family and friends always come first for this Banana.

B1
 
I remember standing in the outer at Punt Road, near the fence 'cos I was a little 8yo tacker, and the ladies sitting in the only row of seats would share their thermos and biscuits with me. They'd let me jump the fence at half time to have a kick on the oval. And would save my "spot" for me.

And I remember getting home after the game, patiently waiting for the Sporting Globe to be available in my local milk bar around 7 o'clock. And bringing it home to read the match reports of every game. And to check the Ladder. And see who kicked the sweep. Strange, but we don't make an issue of the sweep today. But we did in years gone by.

These were slower, gentler times.
 
Great post, rosy.

Those suicide statistics really makes one take stock, and put things into perspective.

:grouphug
 
Yes, it is a shame how far spectator attitude to professional sport has come from its roots. The relative anonymity of the internet also brings out the worst in a lot of people, especially when they are frustrated.
 
Surburban footy still has all those great elements you speak of Rosy.
Two things - money and media - are largely responsible for turning the big league into some kind of monster. Unfortunately footy is serious business these days and the only fun it seems, is winning.
 
Nice one Rosy.

Form is temporary, class is forever. Yours was a classy post that puts a helpful perspective on things. Those suicide statistics are appalling.

I remember Lindsay Gaze once saying that when the Melbourne Tigers lost a game there were 1 Billion Chinese people who didn't know and didn't care. He's a sage.
 
True enough rosy. Though I doubt few would argue that footy's always a lot more fun when you are winning..

This was an excellent article during the week from James Hird about how the game has changed for the life of a professional footballer over his career. Seems very appropriate to post it here.


Hird: the unbeerable truth
10 May 2007 Herald-Sun

James Hird

I REMEMBER having just won my first night grand final in 1993, my mind was racing, James Hird writes.

Essendon had defeated Richmond and all I wanted to do was bask in the glory with my teammates over a few beers.

Back at the Windy Hill Social Club, the beer flowed freely and the club stalwarts reminisced about the glory years of the mid-'80s.

I truly felt I had arrived and felt a part of the Essendon inner sanctum. Being part of a successful team was great, but finally bonding with the senior players over a pot or three gave me a real sense of belonging.

Unfortunately the life of an AFL footballer has now changed -- the media knows it, the public knows it and most AFL players know it.

Gone are the days of beer-swilling pie nights and raucous gambling nights, replaced with leadership groups and personal life coaches.

Seventeen years ago, in my first season, after a good win and a few kicks, every player would gather at the local pub for a touch of bonding.

Not only would the players be involved but the "local" would be taken over by the club. Coaches, trainers, medical staff and club officials would all have a few ales.

Having a beer with your older teammates was the best way of bonding and becoming part of the group, soaking up the club's lore.

The Danihers would hold court and even Sheeds would sip away on a chardonnay. The game would be discussed -- win, lose or draw -- and the coaches would have a chance to relate and relax with the players after an arduous week spent at each other's throats.

It makes it so much harder for the younger players of today to celebrate -- safely, if at all -- without that core of veterans watching out for them.

When I first started, the united club used to include the families of the players and officials.

Wives, kids, mothers, fathers, brothers and sisters would all be accepted into the inner sanctum and a footy club was as much about the game as it was the centre of everyone's social existence.

As an 18-year-old kid living away from home, I had a new extended family that looked after me in a way no longer possible today.

Nowadays the life of a player is more sterile. Players are much better paid and much more professional. They train and do weights but also take part in nutrition seminars, myotherapy, pilates, bikram yoga, osteopathy, naturopathy, dry needling, acupuncture, kinesiology, traditional yoga, stress management, leadership seminars and a whole lot more.

All this makes for better prepared and disciplined athletes, but does it enhance the genuine love for the game and club?

In my opinion, it does not.

I play AFL football because I love it and it is fun. I get a thrill from the hard work it takes to prepare your body and get satisfaction from the sacrifices I have to make along the journey.

What I also love is the camaraderie and the mateship being part of a club brings, but unfortunately having a few beers with my teammates is almost impossible these days.

This is a reality, but a sad one because one of the reasons I started playing was for the bond and acceptance that comes with being part of a team.

Collingwood's ban on three players -- Leon Davis, Shannon Cox and Chris Egan -- for breaking team rules is understandable in this modern game, which requires amazing physical running and a commitment to recovery.

Unfortunately with that commitment comes sacrifices, some that will restrict the love of the environment I have enjoyed.

So where does it end? Where do the players of today stop being AFL athletes and become young men who love the game, but still want to be young men?

In my opinion the game will continue to demand more, mentally and physically, of players.

Professional sport has set a path towards perfection, where male bonding is no longer an excuse for poor behaviour or a deviation from what the world calls professionalism.

Personally I don't like this push towards robotic football. I understand most of it, but I would rather players be adequately prepared to play and full of passion and love for the game than 100 per cent prepared to play but bored senseless.

In my time at the club I have seen the pressures and demands on players increase enormously. With that change has come the need for counsellors, psychologists and personal life coaches. All of whom I am sure do a great job but a job that was once the domain of the senior players, club doctors and officials.

Don't get me wrong. Welfare managers and psychologists are very important for a club, but when I was a young buck at Essendon and having a few drinks at the pub, Mark Thompson might throw me into a cab before I got in too much trouble. Or Jo and Paul Salmon would drive me home to prevent me getting out of hand.

Today the young kid who goes out on his one or two designated nights for the year has no one to pull him into line.

He is on his own without the guidance of those who went before him. Because those of more experience are now in bed drinking water and recovering for next week.

http://www.heraldsun.news.com.au/footy/common/story_page/0,8033,%255E20120,00.html
 
Its heart warming to read your post Rosy. In addition to the Tiges having an abysmal season, the vitriol and negativity of some posters on PRE exacerbates the misery. There are a number of posters whose posts I no longer read. Frankly they make Laff/Diggler look tame and the anger and posturing is so depressing.

I also enjoyed reading James Hird's article - a great insight into the evolution of the AFL team and eloquently written. It is sad to see the way the game has headed. I have such fond memories of going to games as a child with my grandfather (an RFC player of several years) or watching it on the black and white tv. I particularly remember watching a Tiges v Dons game on the old black and white when I was about 6 and asking Gramps how I could tell who the Tiges players were..."the ones that are winning, Darling, the ones that are winning" was his response. Those were the days.
 
hell, I'd supply the beers if it reintroduced the team bond of 95, for example

today's game isnt my father's game, thats for sure

wonders if just for round 22 whether all 8 games can be on at the same time with real round-the-grounds reporting

anachronism, n proud of it

go tiges !!
 
LidsandBling said:
this is for the soft thread

BANG!

whats wrong with footy being important to people?

its not a movie where you couldnt give a stuff who dies, this is your footy club and your life

sorry if it means more to me than others
 
As a kid, there was nothing better than going down to Fremantle Oval on a Saturday arvo with my dad and mates to watch South Fremantle play, there was always a good crowd, we would get to run on the oval and get autograph's from all the players after the game and then on a Sunday, back to the club rooms for the Bulldog Pups lunch with all the other kids, it wasn't about winning so much, it was more about having fun, enjoying the day and getting up close to your heroes who were more than happy to have a photo or a chat. I still love my footy, but how I wish footy could go back to the way it was, my son will never experience the footy the way most of us have, the next generation will never know what they have missed!
We're the Bulldogs, yes we are!
South Fremantle, yes we are!
The Champions forever more!
 
"It was so much better in my day..." I used to hate that saying - now I agree with it wholeheartedly.

It was interesting listening to Glenn McGrath, Shane Warne and Justin Langer talking about what they'd miss most about cricket and they all said it wasn't so much what happened on the field, but the comradery/mateship after the games and in the touring buses etc. AFL seems so sterile these days - all the testing, the training and the professionalism seems to suck the life and enjoyment out of the game for the participants. And also for me.

My days of playing in the VFA magoos and then being able to stand in the outer with a beer and a pie and watch the firsts, seems a million years ago. The characters that existed then, having a kick on the ground or going into the huddle at the breaks, the blues on the ground and in the grandstand (did anyone ever REALLY get hurt...?), the beers after the game on a Sunday, followed by the Monday morning hangover, were what made the footy so much fun in those days.

I also remember doing the scoreboard at Punt Rd for the Under 19's during the 80's when my brother played. Watching Hoggy kick out from Full Back and Timmy Powell and Trent Nicholls absolutely dominate games from the guts. Going into the rooms afterwards and getting my money off old Bill and meeting some of the senior players - I just can't see it happening nowadays.

It's a shame because that's what footy's all about. I'll remember this stuff long after I've forgotten any 157 point defeat.