The Carlton mosquito fleet of the late 70/ early 80"s were a devastating swarm that used to take games away from visiting teams ( or sometimes home teams in Hawthorns case ) in the manner of a pumped up 82nd Airborne. My painful memories of Princes Park matches against the Blues run in this order.
1. Arrive at ground, notice straight away the crowd is roughly double the usual roll up for a hawk game at the ground not involving the Blues
2. Squeeze into a spot at the University end with the foreboding dread that comes with having seen this all before.
3. Watch Carlton players warming up and kid myself they look a little casual. Today may be different.
4. Enjoy the intensity of the game and the fact the Hawks are more than matching the Blues across the ground. Head for a half time pie happy with the hard earned 15 lead. This will be a great win if they can keep it going.
5. Watch as helplessly as the players as Carlton bang home 10 goals in 25 minutes to the Heatley Stand end. It always seemed to be that end. Marcou,Johnston,Sheldon,Ashman and Buckley absolutely tear the Hawks a new one. Marclure and Bosustow take full toll on a shell shocked back line. The whole quarter seems to be played at one end. Hawks simply cannot get hands on ball. It all happened so quickly it's like a brief nightmare. Look up at scoreboard as timekeepers have mercy on us and blow siren. Big yellow numbers indicate Blues take a 40 point lead to their huddle in front of the standing O at the Carlton end. Game over.
6. Blues ease the blitzkrieg but still win the last quarter. Marclure and the boys head to the social club with the standard 50 point win. The theme song is played five times in a row just to rub it in.
Jump on a tram packed with Carlton fans. They all seem very happy but not in an excited way. More like the way Peter Moody would react after Black Caviar would win a race. Pleased with run but fully expecting the result. I look enviously at these Blue Baggers. They are in the middle of a golden period and know it. Princes Park is the biggest fortress in the VFL. I have great admiration for any side that can come here and win.
1. Arrive at ground, notice straight away the crowd is roughly double the usual roll up for a hawk game at the ground not involving the Blues
2. Squeeze into a spot at the University end with the foreboding dread that comes with having seen this all before.
3. Watch Carlton players warming up and kid myself they look a little casual. Today may be different.
4. Enjoy the intensity of the game and the fact the Hawks are more than matching the Blues across the ground. Head for a half time pie happy with the hard earned 15 lead. This will be a great win if they can keep it going.
5. Watch as helplessly as the players as Carlton bang home 10 goals in 25 minutes to the Heatley Stand end. It always seemed to be that end. Marcou,Johnston,Sheldon,Ashman and Buckley absolutely tear the Hawks a new one. Marclure and Bosustow take full toll on a shell shocked back line. The whole quarter seems to be played at one end. Hawks simply cannot get hands on ball. It all happened so quickly it's like a brief nightmare. Look up at scoreboard as timekeepers have mercy on us and blow siren. Big yellow numbers indicate Blues take a 40 point lead to their huddle in front of the standing O at the Carlton end. Game over.
6. Blues ease the blitzkrieg but still win the last quarter. Marclure and the boys head to the social club with the standard 50 point win. The theme song is played five times in a row just to rub it in.
Jump on a tram packed with Carlton fans. They all seem very happy but not in an excited way. More like the way Peter Moody would react after Black Caviar would win a race. Pleased with run but fully expecting the result. I look enviously at these Blue Baggers. They are in the middle of a golden period and know it. Princes Park is the biggest fortress in the VFL. I have great admiration for any side that can come here and win.