I will never forget it either. Mrs Bertie and I were 'listening in' from Rome. Managed to get back to Melbourne literally just in time to get to the G and celebrate knocking out the Cats. Still remember not knowing where the hell we were at various stages during the match but glad we made the effort. Actually do recall Lindsay's blistering start, Jack Z kicking a steadying goal and Goldy's match saving mark late in the game. These are the moments that sustain us when times are not great. That is what being a North tragic really means.I’ll never forget that day. It was my first ever final. I remember telling my Grandparents that we would probably make another 3rd quarter comeback, like we did multiple times during the season. I really miss that feeling of winning a final on the MCG.