I know your pain.A condition of my marriage was that my wife would never again let it be known to anyone that she was a Carlton supporter before we met.
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I know your pain.A condition of my marriage was that my wife would never again let it be known to anyone that she was a Carlton supporter before we met.
you must have been sticking it to her in that 15 minutes![]()
The last time I took the boys out for kick to kick post-game my eldest tripped on the steps, hurt his shin, got the sulks, and wouldn't go out on the ground. I took the 5 yr old on his own instead and within a minute he was conked on the head by a footy and was in tears... such formative footy memories for them...I took my boy to the Brissie game and one of the things we were most looking forward to was his first ever kick of the footy on the ground!
It all went so horribly wrong.
Firstly, as is often the case with kids, getting out the door is a nightmare, and by the time you've packed all the snacks, rustled them into their clothes, sent them to the toilet etc; you inevitably are rushing for that train. And it wasn't until my wife dropped us off and drove off I realised we'd forgotten the ******* footy.
Boy was inconsolable when I told him. He didn't think we'd be allowed on the ground without a footy and he didn't want to go on there without a footy. Ok mate, I said, I'll fix this. So, hit the merch stand outside the ground and picked up what was admittedly a pretty sweet full size Sherrin (we didn't previously have a full size one) for $30 less 10% membership discount.
Alright, things are looking up! $27, not budgeted for, but I just won't drink and at least the boy's happy!
Half time, things are looking dire after a shocking 2nd quarter, and my will to not drink goes out the window. Stay here mate, and I'll get a drink. Come back with two.
Then, sure enough, my worst fears are realised in the last, and we lose. Instead of being able to slink off I am forced to sit there listening to the song, watching the Lions celebrate. I honestly thought this was one time I could be almost guaranteed a nice relaxed happy kick to kick!
But then the second siren goes and out we go, in the throng. And it was awesome. We both had a blast. He kicked a goal on the ground, we had a good kick to kick, and we left. And because of that I was happy and not anything like as shattered as I would have been if I had have slunk out, and I've set a good example around losing gracefully.
Kids are awesome, and kids make footy way more awesome
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Credit or dishonor? Im not sureHusband was a true blue Tiger supporter but now he seems to barrack for anyone who is playing against Essendon.
The fact that I haven't covered his face with a pillow as he sleeps is a real credit to me I feel
The only time I've engaged in kick to kick after a terrible Essendon loss I also found it assisted me in coping with the loss.I took my boy to the Brissie game and one of the things we were most looking forward to was his first ever kick of the footy on the ground!
It all went so horribly wrong.
Firstly, as is often the case with kids, getting out the door is a nightmare, and by the time you've packed all the snacks, rustled them into their clothes, sent them to the toilet etc; you inevitably are rushing for that train. And it wasn't until my wife dropped us off and drove off I realised we'd forgotten the ******* footy.
Boy was inconsolable when I told him. He didn't think we'd be allowed on the ground without a footy and he didn't want to go on there without a footy. Ok mate, I said, I'll fix this. So, hit the merch stand outside the ground and picked up what was admittedly a pretty sweet full size Sherrin (we didn't previously have a full size one) for $30 less 10% membership discount.
Alright, things are looking up! $27, not budgeted for, but I just won't drink and at least the boy's happy!
Half time, things are looking dire after a shocking 2nd quarter, and my will to not drink goes out the window. Stay here mate, and I'll get a drink. Come back with two.
Then, sure enough, my worst fears are realised in the last, and we lose. Instead of being able to slink off I am forced to sit there listening to the song, watching the Lions celebrate. I honestly thought this was one time I could be almost guaranteed a nice relaxed happy kick to kick!
But then the second siren goes and out we go, in the throng. And it was awesome. We both had a blast. He kicked a goal on the ground, we had a good kick to kick, and we left. And because of that I was happy and not anything like as shattered as I would have been if I had have slunk out, and I've set a good example around losing gracefully.
Kids are awesome, and kids make footy way more awesome
I took my boy to the Brissie game and one of the things we were most looking forward to was his first ever kick of the footy on the ground!
It all went so horribly wrong.
Firstly, as is often the case with kids, getting out the door is a nightmare, and by the time you've packed all the snacks, rustled them into their clothes, sent them to the toilet etc; you inevitably are rushing for that train. And it wasn't until my wife dropped us off and drove off I realised we'd forgotten the ******* footy.
Boy was inconsolable when I told him. He didn't think we'd be allowed on the ground without a footy and he didn't want to go on there without a footy. Ok mate, I said, I'll fix this. So, hit the merch stand outside the ground and picked up what was admittedly a pretty sweet full size Sherrin (we didn't previously have a full size one) for $30 less 10% membership discount.
Alright, things are looking up! $27, not budgeted for, but I just won't drink and at least the boy's happy!
Half time, things are looking dire after a shocking 2nd quarter, and my will to not drink goes out the window. Stay here mate, and I'll get a drink. Come back with two.
Then, sure enough, my worst fears are realised in the last, and we lose. Instead of being able to slink off I am forced to sit there listening to the song, watching the Lions celebrate. I honestly thought this was one time I could be almost guaranteed a nice relaxed happy kick to kick!
But then the second siren goes and out we go, in the throng. And it was awesome. We both had a blast. He kicked a goal on the ground, we had a good kick to kick, and we left. And because of that I was happy and not anything like as shattered as I would have been if I had have slunk out, and I've set a good example around losing gracefully.
Kids are awesome, and kids make footy way more awesome
that's awesome.
I must say, one of my great life joys at the moment is how much of a little Essendon fanatic my 5 year old boy is turning into. He is MENTAL about the club, and it warms the kakkles of my heart so, so, so much.
And one of my favourite parts is the names we have for the players. His brother is Zac so Zachy has always been a favourite, and I have photos of my boy with Zach and his other two favourites Walla and Big Joe.
Earlier this year when James Stewart was lining up in a flash of inspiration I said "it's Big Jim", and his face lit up, "Big Jim?!!". And now we have Big Tom as well. Big Joe, Big Jim and Big Tom.
On the weekend he goes "Dad, I saw Dice the other day and I was going to call him Heppell!". So I explained how both were perfectly fine.
My new absolute favourite though is his new fling: Zarkarakis. It cracks me up every time when he yells out for Zarkarakis.
He's a little Bomber fanatic, it's best
Brilliant! I have a nearly 2 year old and a 5 month old. I can't wait to take them to the footy for the first time!!I took my boy to the Brissie game and one of the things we were most looking forward to was his first ever kick of the footy on the ground!
It all went so horribly wrong.
Firstly, as is often the case with kids, getting out the door is a nightmare, and by the time you've packed all the snacks, rustled them into their clothes, sent them to the toilet etc; you inevitably are rushing for that train. And it wasn't until my wife dropped us off and drove off I realised we'd forgotten the ******* footy.
Boy was inconsolable when I told him. He didn't think we'd be allowed on the ground without a footy and he didn't want to go on there without a footy. Ok mate, I said, I'll fix this. So, hit the merch stand outside the ground and picked up what was admittedly a pretty sweet full size Sherrin (we didn't previously have a full size one) for $30 less 10% membership discount.
Alright, things are looking up! $27, not budgeted for, but I just won't drink and at least the boy's happy!
Half time, things are looking dire after a shocking 2nd quarter, and my will to not drink goes out the window. Stay here mate, and I'll get a drink. Come back with two.
Then, sure enough, my worst fears are realised in the last, and we lose. Instead of being able to slink off I am forced to sit there listening to the song, watching the Lions celebrate. I honestly thought this was one time I could be almost guaranteed a nice relaxed happy kick to kick!
But then the second siren goes and out we go, in the throng. And it was awesome. We both had a blast. He kicked a goal on the ground, we had a good kick to kick, and we left. And because of that I was happy and not anything like as shattered as I would have been if I had have slunk out, and I've set a good example around losing gracefully.
Kids are awesome, and kids make footy way more awesome
honestly, the first time I took my eldest boy to the footy was one of the proudest days of my life, as corny as it sounds. I remember sitting there looking at him on the train seat opposite to me, with his scarf on, and it was one of those moments I knew I'd always remember.Brilliant! I have a nearly 2 year old and a 5 month old. I can't wait to take them to the footy for the first time!!
I remember seeing the photo of your gorgeous boy on the way to his first footy game. His smile was fantastic and what a day it was.honestly, the first time I took my eldest boy to the footy was one of the proudest days of my life, as corny as it sounds. I remember sitting there looking at him on the train seat opposite to me, with his scarf on, and it was one of those moments I knew I'd always remember.
He liked it then, but this year is a different story. Haha he is being sooo good this week so that he doesn't blow his chance of watching the game until half time this week - which is waaaaay past his usual bedtime as a 5 year old
As it stands my younger boy has next to no interest yet, but that's fine. Either he'll get it or he won't. I hope he does, but mainly because I know it's something that my eldest and I will be able to share until the day I drop off the perch. I reckon you'd be just as proud as you were the first time - that time you realise that you and your adult son are catching up to go to the footy together![]()
I knew you'd remember it tooI remember seeing the photo of your gorgeous boy on the way to his first footy game. His smile was fantastic and what a day it was.
My 17yo loves the Bombers despite starting out as a Tiger member.
Dear Essendon thank you for the joy you give our kids, whether they be 5 or 17.
Taking them to the VFL is also a good option for young ones. They can play on the oval during the breaks and generally if the Seniors are able they attend these games. Great photo opportunities for your kidsBrilliant! I have a nearly 2 year old and a 5 month old. I can't wait to take them to the footy for the first time!!
not wrong. That game where I got photo's of my boy with Walla, Big Joe and Zachy was a great example.Taking them to the VFL is also a good option for young ones. They can play on the oval during the breaks and generally if the Seniors are able they attend these games. Great photo opportunities for your kids
Excellent.not wrong. That game where I got photo's of my boy with Walla, Big Joe and Zachy was a great example.
There we are, at the ground just watching on early in the first. I look around, and do a quick double take at a guy leaning up the back because damn it he looks a lot like a smaller version of Zach Merrett. And, hang on, that's bloody Goddard next to him!
And like one of those old school 3D pictures coming in to focus, I suddenly realise that the roughly 15 guys leaning up against the back fence is pretty much the entirety of the EFC senior playing list.
I pointed it out to my eldest son and there was much pointing, excited giggling, and even a little tear of excitement or two. My son was pretty interested in them as well
Last week at the two's game a bloke had to drag his terrified young son (prob 9yrs old) over towards Orazio to ask for a signature. His kid grabbed one of the seats in front and he literally had to be pried off of it as he nervously laughed at Razzle. Bloody hilarious.not wrong. That game where I got photo's of my boy with Walla, Big Joe and Zachy was a great example.
There we are, at the ground just watching on early in the first. I look around, and do a quick double take at a guy leaning up the back because damn it he looks a lot like a smaller version of Zach Merrett. And, hang on, that's bloody Goddard next to him!
And like one of those old school 3D pictures coming in to focus, I suddenly realise that the roughly 15 guys leaning up against the back fence is pretty much the entirety of the EFC senior playing list.
I pointed it out to my eldest son and there was much pointing, excited giggling, and even a little tear of excitement or two. My son was pretty interested in them as well
Mine was born and bred...which makes visits to the in laws pretty good (but I might have just derailed this thread). My dad was in this boat...and mum changed to Essendon for him...and the trade off was us kids had to be catholic haha.
Forgive me father for I have sinned. Actually...the old man has long passed and the old lady has an orange dot on her forehead in an aksharam somewhere in QLD lol and the only time I enter a church nowadays is for a wedding or a funeral. That worked out well!So long as Sunday games aren't affected by this compromise. Spose you could just confess on Monday an carry on..