Good times.Eating a pie, chips, coke, hotdog and six jam donuts before halftime at a game in 2015
Yep. This game. The shackles of 3 decades of doom broke that day. The ghost of the skinned tiger was released from it's miserable earthly bond and allowed to soar into the heavens. A King bound for it's Jungle Kingdom. The raw guttural noise that came from the stands as they bounced with the heaving mass of the Tiger Army. The Geelong supporters scared into trembling submission by the passion and noise generated by generations of success hungry Tigers.Dusty to Reiwoldt to Prestia goal at the end of the third quarter, second qualifying final vs Geelong 2017.
To that point the whole match had been surreal. We were harder, hungrier and frankly dominant for most of the match to that point but hadn’t capitalized on the score board. Geelong had hit back, kicking multiple goals in a row for the first time all game. At the time it felt like we were on the verge of heartbreak yet again but it wouldn’t be. At the most important moment of the match and to that point the season, in the most un-Richmond like way, we produced the most sublime piece of play I’d ever seen from a Richmond team. Everything after that was innevitable.
Special mention to the Rance spoil on Walker in second quarter of 2017 GF. From that point on we just went to work on them. Completely dominated and in the process broke the Adelaide FC apart. Good times.
You would have mortgaged your house for that.Eating a pie, chips, coke, hotdog and six jam donuts before halftime at a game in 2015
#1. I was there that day too 5S5. Standing room, half forward flank southern stand.....elated and knackered by the end of the day.#1
Standing on beer cans as a kid in the then open spaces behind the City end goals in 1973 on GF day.
Watched my Tigers win Under 19's, Reserves and Seniors all on the one day.
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Marking the ball that Michal Roach kicked his hundredth goal v Melb in 1980 again at the open space City end.
I turned around to run off with the ball down the stairs, only to find 2 huge coppers standing there, so i had to boot the ball back.
The Grand Final I equate to the day your kids are born. It's the worst day of your life until it is the best.
All of us Coppin St / Burnley St street mafia used to stand there as kids.You ever watch the video of the 1973 GF? The commentators go apes*** as I think 3 balls go into that huge standing room area behind the city goals and never come back, have you finally solved the question of who nicked the footies? Where are they now? Always loved the way someone would stuff a footy in their bag, the cops would arrive asking questions, and everyone would shrug their shoulders and talk about seeing nothing
Wow, breaking the drought from 1943 and that was a hell of a Grand Final, well worth watching over and over. Close and hard fought all day. Must have been a great game to be at.
More recently I was rapt to get great tickets for the 2019 PF, 5 rows from the front. At half time the Geelong supporters were up and about, the Richmond supporters were angry after the dive and 50m penalty. The second half was so much fun as we overhauled Geelong. Never had such a good seat at a final, all the Grand Finals I went to in the late 70s and 1980 were standing room.
Even in the bad years we all have some good memories, now is certainly a time to remember and savour.
DS
Great story. Did you catch up with the old bloke again after the game?
Not a good time, but being there through the quagmire was a 'memory' as this thread is for. Even the 'picnic' feel of a crowd in some early 90s games at the G was a bit of 'fun?' until we started to step up as a more serious contender from 1994 onwards.shaking cans during our SOS campaign at Windy Hill and watching the greats play.I knew then that we would survive.And we sure have.