richmond supporters have always been the most romantic afl fans
Loving their club like a mother loves their child
This kind of love is the only thing that endures the 37 years of hell we had to suffer
2 finals seasons in 35 years makes you bitter, twisted even , but yet we still showed up , overrating our b+grade heroes , believing Wayne Campbell was Micheal Voss Tony free was Joel selwood. We were deluded. But this delusion was necessary to keep our love alive .
I personally had given up on ever seeing a flag , it was like a middle aged man looking at himself in the mirror and knowing the days of a sick pack were never going to happen . It was kind of depressing acceptance of your lot in life, a kinda wierd comfort in your melancholy your mediocrity
Then Something extraordinary happened , the kinda miracle that never happens to us . Like buddy Franklin falling into your lap , but of course much much better
Thinking of the great man playing his 300th game this week Makes me emotional
I am not ashamed of it either
No one has given me and my family the joy and pride he has given .
He is the goat and Idgaf what anyone thinks
I love him and I always will
He is to afl what Michael Jordan is to basketball , and he has been ours .
That’s a glitch in the matrix and for me the only conclusive proof that there really is a god .
dusty you are the greatest ever , and what a ride you have given us
Thank you
Loving their club like a mother loves their child
This kind of love is the only thing that endures the 37 years of hell we had to suffer
2 finals seasons in 35 years makes you bitter, twisted even , but yet we still showed up , overrating our b+grade heroes , believing Wayne Campbell was Micheal Voss Tony free was Joel selwood. We were deluded. But this delusion was necessary to keep our love alive .
I personally had given up on ever seeing a flag , it was like a middle aged man looking at himself in the mirror and knowing the days of a sick pack were never going to happen . It was kind of depressing acceptance of your lot in life, a kinda wierd comfort in your melancholy your mediocrity
Then Something extraordinary happened , the kinda miracle that never happens to us . Like buddy Franklin falling into your lap , but of course much much better
Thinking of the great man playing his 300th game this week Makes me emotional
I am not ashamed of it either
No one has given me and my family the joy and pride he has given .
He is the goat and Idgaf what anyone thinks
I love him and I always will
He is to afl what Michael Jordan is to basketball , and he has been ours .
That’s a glitch in the matrix and for me the only conclusive proof that there really is a god .
dusty you are the greatest ever , and what a ride you have given us
Thank you







rance dimma gale Peggy and so many others changed it all for us.
So pissed off that I’m going to miss the great man’s 300th. But I’ll be watching and cheering from Qld