- Apr 26, 2016
- AFL Club
I was 10 years old and it was the first time I got in trouble with my mum for swearing.
Worth it though
Worth it though
Really? We played very poorly on the night up to the last quarter, if we had played like that against the Saints in the prelim we would have been flogged. At no point in time during that season did I truly think the flag was ours until after the siren blew on grand final day. 2005 was absolutely incredible, but there has been a lot of revisionist history about it.It was that time you just knew the flag was ours and we were going to be very hard to beat
While we've had some great moments at ANZ (2012 Prelim Final for one, the TDL Carlton final is another that sticks in my mind), getting back to the SCG on Saturday I think will be a real boost for everyone at the club, and I hope we get to see the cauldron effect return - it could be what we need to get over the line.The cheer that night was to date also the loudest I've ever heard. It was primal. So easy to forget what a cauldron the SCG can become. Had some great moments following sport, but it's those moments when the crowd is so loud your vision distorts that stick in the memory banks.
What a night.
I wasn't lucky enough to be at the SCG in '05, but I do remember it so well. I was in year 12 at school, playing in the orchestra for a musical at the time of the finals. Back in the day of the old Nokia 3120 CDMA phone (my parents still have terrible phone coverage) I was sending every 5/10 minutes during breaks in the show for the little SMS updates for scores.I don't think any Swans supporter will ever forget where they were and what they were doing when they saw him kick it. For me, it went through so slow, like the Malceski sealer in 2012.
Had the same thing happen. Someone yelled out 30 seconds left so we were all up and down celebrating and hugging and high fives before the siren went. When it did go, we went absolutely mental.I wasn't lucky enough to be at the SCG in '05, but I do remember it so well. I was in year 12 at school, playing in the orchestra for a musical at the time of the finals. Back in the day of the old Nokia 3120 CDMA phone (my parents still have terrible phone coverage) I was sending every 5/10 minutes during breaks in the show for the little SMS updates for scores.
The show finished a bit after half time - when I'd given up hope pretty much on the basis of what had been seen score wise. We managed to find radio coverage of it for the 25km trip home , and got home just after the 3 quarter time siren.... I was disgusted and almost went to bed - but Dad told me in quite stern words 'I didn't drive home that bludy quick for you to go to bed' and we sat down and witnessed one of the most thrilling quarters of footy you would ever see.
Even my dad, who is not a big afl fan at all was going delirious late in that last quarter - and it really did feel like time stopped still when Davis kicked the winner.
I was lucky enough to be there in 2012 - and it felt like it took an eternity from when it left Malceski's boot to going through. The thing I remember most from where I was sitting (M8 I think it was), was the enormous roar from a guy behind, who obviously had a radio with him - who after the initial roar died down yelled at the very top of his voice - we've ****** done it - 30 seconds on the clock, we are Premiers!!!
I don't think he was playing back thenI was despondent at 3/4 time...just leaving a 21st and thought we were stuffed. The missus is Geelong and she was grinning like a Cheshire Cat. Fair to say 30 minutes later, I was ecstatic, she was not and I didn't care about that elusive BJ!