i was on the fence. i was at the concert (jumped onto the MCG and got chased by 4 security guards, but i somehow got the slip on them). i was on swan st til midnight (eventually got into Sneak Bar for celebratory beers). but i was too stuffed for the family day the next day. 14 hours of drinking on GF day, plus out all day on the friday with training, the parade, etc, plus the emotional aspect of the win... i was absolutely rooted on sunday.
so next time, i'll probably head home after the parade and not rock up to the pub at 10am on GF day.
the funny thing is that I rocked up to work on monday as fresh as a daisy. when i was younger, i used to tell everyone you wouldn't see me for a week if we won a flag. i'm getting old.