2012.
Was on a very long one day Darwin-Kakadu-Darwin coach trip that day.
Coach pulled up in some little town for a pot 'n parma (or whatever the local vernacular was).
To my pleasant surprise an outside monitor had the game on as I walked in to order and pitstop - we were about 35 points up fairly late in the game. Looked forward to sitting down for a relaxing feed and drink to enjoy the last triumphant stanza with the pressure of a possible loss lifted.
The absolute horror that followed..
The last leg of that tour took in some beautiful sights and stops as the NT sun set. I took none of them in thanks to the livid filthy mood that now enveloped me.
I laugh because I know the pain. Is there a better club at destroying what should be a relaxing last quarter?