Nah, that was Menegola, what a sook he was tooWas he the same player who insisted that the mark Bolton took was touched and was still arguing the point while Richmond were lining up a goal a kick later on?
2017 was the one for me, long suffering member had been to so many thrashing’s over the years and never thought I would see us salute again in my lifetime (I’m 60 just). Very fortunate to be an MCC member who had managed to get a GF ticket in the ballot for the previous 10 years or so but 2017 (and ‘19), you guessed it, missed out on a ticket both years so queuing up early the only other option.
Caught a train at 1.20am on the morning of the game and joined what was already a very long queue at around 1.55am. Night went really quick, but the stampede at around 6.00am for the compacting of the line nearly caused me to drop back a long way in the queue.
Gates opened at 8.00 I think and my Bombers Mate, a legend of a friend who joined me for the all night queuing ( did it again in 2019), charged up to level 3A and landed seats two rows from the front, prime viewing. Was a relief to get them as I’d been stressing we’d miss them due to the number of people already in the queue.
Went into city to the Squires pub and had an awesome lunch and many beers to settle the nerves. Plenty of Crows fans around , most pretty cocky confident that they’d salute. Got back to the G well in time to watch one of my favourite rock bands The Killers, and boy, they didn’t disappoint. Game started and Crows got the first two goals, and doubt crept in. But Caddy and Bachar goals settled that. After that, thought we were playing pretty good Richmond footy but never relaxed until Butlers goals in the last. Feeling of joy hearing the siren, and watching the players get their medallions is something I’ll remember forever.
Met another Mate in Swan St after the game and somehow managed to get into the London Tavern for what proved to be the best celebration night ever. So much happiness in one place and total strangers just hugging and buying anyone a drink was just the best. Managed to stagger out of there around 2.00am still not feeling too wrecked, despite the 1.00am start time.
Only downer was missing PRO the next day as the effects of GF day were something I just couldn’t overcome consoled my self by watching the replays of the QF, PF and GF shown in full on Ch7.
A day I’ll never ever forget.
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