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Didn't have a ticket. (As much as I might whinge about GFC members not getting them, I couldn't whinge about my not getting one too much - this year I didn't buy a membership as I've worked every weekend this year bar this one.) I decided I may as well try my luck at the ground regardless, as my old man had already secured one off a StKilda AFL member, and if it didn't work then I could always go to my friend's to watch.
After about forty-five minutes' trying, an AFL record seller came up behind me, said he might be able to help me out. He had a spare record-selling uniform in his bag - you beauty! I quickly bought five records off him to complete the illusion of being a record seller, tipped him a bit more for his help, and left the G to get myself sorted.
First step, Swan St newsagency, to buy some sticky tape. Next it was into the toilets at Richmond Station - time to tape the jumper to one leg, the scarf to the other, and you don't want to know where my GFC court jester's hat went! Straight into the uniform and off to the 'G'.
The only hitch was when a few of the "other" sellers asked me where I'd been, mistakenly thinking I'd been pinching their turf! I told them that I'd just gotten a text about a family emergency, and as I had no credit I needed to go to the station to use a payphone... what a great lie.
Walked straight into the gate, and got my bag checked on the way (so I was infinitely thankful I'd both bought the records and taped the Geelong stuff to myself, or else the game was up). The nice security man on the fence wished me good luck selling, and I was on my way - on my way into the toilets to change back out of my record gear and straight into my Geelong stuff! And you know the best part? I've got a few records left over for safekeeping...
Dad and I had a wonderful day together in standing room. We shared a fantastic three hours together that meant a lot to both of us due to our own inherited passion. Eternal thanks to the Record Guy for getting me in - you gave me memories (and a story) that will last a lifetime!
And - oh yeh - if you ever try what I did, make sure you hide your Geelong gear. Just a tip!
jez
After about forty-five minutes' trying, an AFL record seller came up behind me, said he might be able to help me out. He had a spare record-selling uniform in his bag - you beauty! I quickly bought five records off him to complete the illusion of being a record seller, tipped him a bit more for his help, and left the G to get myself sorted.
First step, Swan St newsagency, to buy some sticky tape. Next it was into the toilets at Richmond Station - time to tape the jumper to one leg, the scarf to the other, and you don't want to know where my GFC court jester's hat went! Straight into the uniform and off to the 'G'.
The only hitch was when a few of the "other" sellers asked me where I'd been, mistakenly thinking I'd been pinching their turf! I told them that I'd just gotten a text about a family emergency, and as I had no credit I needed to go to the station to use a payphone... what a great lie.
Walked straight into the gate, and got my bag checked on the way (so I was infinitely thankful I'd both bought the records and taped the Geelong stuff to myself, or else the game was up). The nice security man on the fence wished me good luck selling, and I was on my way - on my way into the toilets to change back out of my record gear and straight into my Geelong stuff! And you know the best part? I've got a few records left over for safekeeping...
Dad and I had a wonderful day together in standing room. We shared a fantastic three hours together that meant a lot to both of us due to our own inherited passion. Eternal thanks to the Record Guy for getting me in - you gave me memories (and a story) that will last a lifetime!
And - oh yeh - if you ever try what I did, make sure you hide your Geelong gear. Just a tip!
jez
