My daughter is only 7 months old, but we watched the game together on TV. For the most part I kept my cool in the first quarter and was happy as Larry thereafter. By three quarter time my wife even said it was nice to see me leaning back and sitting on the couch properly.
It does feel so unreal. I've been watching and listening and reading everything I can to try grasp the reality of us winning. It's still not sinking in properly. I've watched Jack on 360, and the game over and over. I saw someone else say the same elsewhere on PRE, but it still feels a little like we could still blow it after all those close losses. I know we can't, and despite all the uneasiness, there's unbridled joy. Such raw emotion from a sport. I almost feel guilty that a game of footy makes me so happy.
But, there's about 100k of us out there, and I'm tipping we could walk through brick walls right about now. So it can't be too bad for us, surely.