Your favourite Collingwood memory?

[biggiemediums]

For me it has to be the 1990 grand final. I was only 4 years old but already as big a pies fan as you could get. Daicos poster on the wall, wearing my Collingwood hat everywhere! The actual 1990 GF fell on my 4th birthday, and I remember having the whole family over at my house, everyone in black & white!

For me I can't think of a better moment than that, it was pure bliss!

...Although 2010 wasn't too shabby either!!

 

[PieNSauce]

For me it has to be the 1990 grand final. I was only 4 years old but already as big a pies fan as you could get. Daicos poster on the wall, wearing my Collingwood hat everywhere! The actual 1990 GF fell on my 4th birthday, and I remember having the whole family over at my house, everyone in black & white!

For me I can't think of a better moment than that, it was pure bliss!

...Although 2010 wasn't too shabby either!!

For those who saw it and can remember there can be nothing that comes close to the 1990 premiership. 2010 was good but the breaking of a 31 year drought in my 30th year was absolutely awesome. The release of 30 years of pent up emotion was something that you just can't find words for. It was a mixture of Joy, relief, elation... I could go on. If you lived through the disappointments including and especially '70 and '77 you just can't describe the joy adequately. I spent the day watching it on TV at my father in law's house and he was a massive Dons fan which really capped of the day for me. I don't think I'll ever forget the look on his face as the Pies just kept piling it on after quarter time. Priceless!

 

[Temploar]

It would have to be our 1910 premiership.
I was still a young tyke back then, but i remember it as clear as day.

I was there cheering the boys on, ohhh those were the days of my youth.

 

[PieNSauce]

It would have to be our 1910 premiership.
I was still a young tyke back then, but i remember it as clear as day.

I was there cheering the boys on, ohhh those were the days of my youth.

There there. One day you'll be old enough to have treasured memories too!

 

[Temploar]

There there. One day you'll be old enough to have treasured memories too!

One day my dear friend.
But i'm not sweating on it

 

[hellfire]

I was only 3 in 1990... No memory of it I'm afraid.

So it's 2010. Specifically, Pendlebury's goal on his right foot from 45m in the prelim. We were absolutely destroying them in that first quarter, and with that goal I felt like the flag was ours. I normally don't go that early in a match but boy oh boy were we hot! I also think that's the loudest I've ever heard the crowd (02 prelim included).

And the one is obviously the replay. The 2 minute patch in the third quarter when Wellingham and then Swan kicked two brautiful goals and put the nail into the Saints' coffin. Pure ecstasy. Especially because amid the disappointment of the draw... I feared I might never see a premiership!

 

[millsy29gopies]

Not old enough to have seen 1990 but the whole finals series of 2010 was my favourite. That Collingwood chant in the preliminary final I will never forget. Made me feel so proud of my club.

 

[vjknight]

wheres jonbe lol

so many youngin's here.

1990 second semi.

sure 2 weeks later we won the flag, but that day i knew we had it in the bag. the grand final was just the final piece of the puzzle, as the work had been done.

doug barwicks long goal in the 1st qtr the best bit for me.

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round 3 1991 was a damn fine day too. the flag raised at victoria park. i cried.

 

[76woodenspooners]

Mine would be a combined memory:

The first Grand Final 1977 against North Melbourne, I was watching it on a poor quality black and white TV and having trouble telling the difference between the two teams and not sure which player I should be cheering for - and dreaming that one day of actually going to a Grand Final so I could be able to tell the two teams apart ...

(oh yeah, and for my team to win )

... and then to actually be there at the 2010 Grand Final replay!

 

[PieNSauce]

1990 second semi.

sure 2 weeks later we won the flag, but that day i knew we had it in the bag. the grand final was just the final piece of the puzzle, as the work had been done.

Really? I never thought that for one minute after having seen us go down in so many GF's before that. I'm not even sure I believed we had it until after 3/4 time in the GF. Still the day that always brings a tear to my eye and I doubt anything in footy will ever match it for me.

 

[PieNSauce]

Mine would be a combined memory:

The first Grand Final 1977 against North Melbourne, I was watching it on a poor quality black and white TV and having trouble telling the difference between the two teams and not sure which player I should be cheering for - and dreaming that one day of actually going to a Grand Final so I could be able to tell the two teams apart ...

(oh yeah, and for my team to win )

... and then to actually be there at the 2010 Grand Final replay!

The 1977 replay GF was probably my lowest point ever in footy. The let down was horrendous and I remember crying like a baby as I watched us get slaughtered.

 

[jonbe54]

Just for vj then

Second favourite day was going with dad down to the then Kardinia park for my first live footy match. Travelling down on the old diesel train I can remember the walk to the ground in a sea of black and white, wearing my treasured No 1 Terry Waters guernsey and the black and white scarf, beanie and socks that mum had lovingly knitted we descended like a horde on the ground and settled into the outter. Dad had me on his shoulders just about for the entire match, don't remember the score but I remember the hot Pie with sauce and hot dog and chicko roll and the jam donuts that dad bought for me that day - I was crook as a dog that night from overeating but it remains as bright and clear in my memory as the best day dad and I ever had together - dad died that September from a massive asthma attack but not before he got to share the passion and glory that is the Collingwood army on the march with me.

Best day is of course 1990 GF. You simply can't understand the feelings that went through older Pies supporters that day if you hadn't lived through the hell of '70 and '77.

Sitting in the stands with my sister and son we watched Gav go down and got that sinking feeling deep in the gut that comes from worry, both of us had been there in '70 and '77 and knew how little it took to derail a sensational year.

Then the boys came out in the second breathing fire, Tony Francis' electric chase and tackle set the scene for me. I looked at my sister and read the fearful hope in her eyes that was in my own heart, we wanted to get excited and believe but there were still demons there. Every goal we scored, each time we wrenched the ball out of Essendon hands and stormed towards goal the hope grew until it was almost unbearable and around about half way through the third quarter we started to believe. Halfway through the last we were certain that even Collingwood luck couldn't see us lose and the demons melted away, banished by those heroes of '90.

The final siren sounded and the blinding joy on the faces of my fellow supporters, my sister and my super excited look on my sons face were something to behold - it was my son's first live game Funny thing was, after the first flash of incredible joy of finally nailing one the dominant emotion for me and sister and many of my Pies mates was of indescribable RELIEF.

How could there possibly be a better day than that for an old Pie eh?

 

[Stripes B and W]

Well said and written JonB, loved reading of your memories.
For me, too , has to 1990 after the torment....
My most special memory of the day was patting the great Lethal on the bag as he came down from the box,triumphant!!
Then, as others have said, a great mixture of relief and joy and sharing.

For me personally , it beats 2010, but also loved 2010 for having the chance to share the day and emotions with my sons.

SO many wonderful memories, but they are at the top.

( The worst, clearly and tragically, the moment of heard the news of Pants)

 

[peter9789]

Undoubtedly the 1990 Premiership.

I witnessed the losses in 77 (twice), 79 (Carlton scum cheated us) and the awful 1980 loss to Richmond watching Kevin Bartlett kick a record bag of goals as we were humiliated. If that wasn't enough went through another defeat to the scum in 81'.

During the 1980's we reached news depths of despair and we looked hopeless until Leigh Mathews started the turnaround in the late 80's.

I went to every match and finals match in the 1990 season, and eventually bought a grand final ticket from a bloke in North Melbourne for way more than I could afford. I sat up the back under the old scoreboard and cheered every moment with tears streaming down my face when the siren rang.

Went back to Victoria Park and stayed until 4.00am.

To this day it brings goose bumps just thinking about it and will never ever forget the relief of winning in 1990.

Went to the 2010 Premiership and it was great - but nothing compared to the relief and utter joy that 1990 brought Collingwood fans

 

[vjknight]

Really?

let me clarify. the OP asked for favourite memory.

i remember arriving at my seat at the G. i remember walking away from my seat after the crowd had cleared, yelling stuff. i remember getting home, wanting to rest a while before going to vic park.

i then slept 18 hours, missing everything.

i wasnt drunk (hadnt had a thing), had nothing naughty. i think it was just pure mental exhaustion. ive watched the game a thousand times, but it triggers no actual memories of the game, of being there. i sat immediately above the 1/4 time fight. not a fragment of memory of the game. so i lean back to the second semi, and the inner glow i felt after that.

 

[speedytiger]

The day after the 1990 granny will always stick with me. My dad took the whole family to Vic Park. On the way there was so many cars with black and white scarves and flags waving. Complete strangers were tooting horns, waving and the smiles i'll never forget. 2010 was great but nothing like 1990.

The semi v Essendon was a great memory too. Can't remember why but we had to go to the Poowong pub to watch it. As a Gavin Brown nut the 5 he kicked in the first half was pure bliss.

But again what sticks with me most is the sunday after the GF.

 

[TheFreshBanana]

Started supporting Collingwood in 2009 and my fondest memory is the Collingwood vs Adelaide final when Jack Anthony kicked the winning goal.

I remember at half time, a friend and I went out for a kick, and I so badly wanted to leave and not face us losing. But I felt that I HAD to stay merely because of the fact that I had to wait another 5-6 months to see Collingwood play again. So I hardened the f up and watched the game. Hope began to well up inside me as the game went on from there, and I remember in the 3rd quarter when Davis ran into goal from the right forward pocket, about 30m to kick a goal. I remember that because as he began running 30m away, I was already jumping out of my seat which prompted 2, presumed neutrals, to tell me to sit down since they couldn't see the game. I nicely told em to shut up and if they can't see it, to watch it on the screen.

I remember Presti tackling Tippet, knew it was going to be a free kick. I remember Maxwell clearing it from the centre and I remember Jack Anthony kicking the goal. I remember after that goal, people behind me screaming the time left for the game. I remember the siren and hugging and hi-fiving strangers I'd never met or seen before. Probably one of my most cherished memories.

On the other hand, my worst Collingwood memory is when we played Essendon on Anzac Day 2009. I remember the exact kick in that Tarkyn Lockyer did that allowed Zaharakis to kick that winning goal. That is exactly why I will never rate Zaharakis, no matter how good he becomes, nor will I ever put him in my Dream Team. And that is why, to this day, I hate Essendon with every ounce I can muster.

 

[jonbe54]

The day after the 1990 granny will always stick with me. My dad took the whole family to Vic Park. On the way there was so many cars with black and white scarves and flags waving. Complete strangers were tooting horns, waving and the smiles i'll never forget. 2010 was great but nothing like 1990.

The semi v Essendon was a great memory too. Can't remember why but we had to go to the Poowong pub to watch it. As a Gavin Brown nut the 5 he kicked in the first half was pure bliss.

But again what sticks with me most is the sunday after the GF.

Day after the GF in '90. Down to dear old Vic Park with son, then off to Preston cemetary to spend a few minutes with dad

 

[PieNSauce]

Just for vj then

Second favourite day was going with dad down to the then Kardinia park for my first live footy match. Travelling down on the old diesel train I can remember the walk to the ground in a sea of black and white, wearing my treasured No 1 Terry Waters guernsey and the black and white scarf, beanie and socks that mum had lovingly knitted we descended like a horde on the ground and settled into the outter. Dad had me on his shoulders just about for the entire match, don't remember the score but I remember the hot Pie with sauce and hot dog and chicko roll and the jam donuts that dad bought for me that day - I was crook as a dog that night from overeating but it remains as bright and clear in my memory as the best day dad and I ever had together - dad died that September from a massive asthma attack but not before he got to share the passion and glory that is the Collingwood army on the march with me.

Best day is of course 1990 GF. You simply can't understand the feelings that went through older Pies supporters that day if you hadn't lived through the hell of '70 and '77.

Sitting in the stands with my sister and son we watched Gav go down and got that sinking feeling deep in the gut that comes from worry, both of us had been there in '70 and '77 and knew how little it took to derail a sensational year.

Then the boys came out in the second breathing fire, Tony Francis' electric chase and tackle set the scene for me. I looked at my sister and read the fearful hope in her eyes that was in my own heart, we wanted to get excited and believe but there were still demons there. Every goal we scored, each time we wrenched the ball out of Essendon hands and stormed towards goal the hope grew until it was almost unbearable and around about half way through the third quarter we started to believe. Halfway through the last we were certain that even Collingwood luck couldn't see us lose and the demons melted away, banished by those heroes of '90.

The final siren sounded and the blinding joy on the faces of my fellow supporters, my sister and my super excited look on my sons face were something to behold - it was my son's first live game Funny thing was, after the first flash of incredible joy of finally nailing one the dominant emotion for me and sister and many of my Pies mates was of indescribable RELIEF.

How could there possibly be a better day than that for an old Pie eh?

Encapsulates my feelings to a tee. Sheer relief was definitely the overriding emotion for at least a few days before all the rest set in. Great words Jonbe!

let me clarify. the OP asked for favourite memory.

i remember arriving at my seat at the G. i remember walking away from my seat after the crowd had cleared, yelling stuff. i remember getting home, wanting to rest a while before going to vic park.

i then slept 18 hours, missing everything.

i wasnt drunk (hadnt had a thing), had nothing naughty. i think it was just pure mental exhaustion. ive watched the game a thousand times, but it triggers no actual memories of the game, of being there. i sat immediately above the 1/4 time fight. not a fragment of memory of the game. so i lean back to the second semi, and the inner glow i felt after that.

Ha ha. Fair enough then. In truth my memory is fading a little too but I have a recording of it that I still watch at least 5 or 6 times a year. The funny part is that only this week (or was it last) I actually spent some time with Pinnacle Studio analysing the footage in slo-mo of the brawl and up until that point I hadn't ever known that the catalyst for Brown getting KO'd was Sporn's gutless king hit from behind on Banksy and Brown's retaliation. I wasn't even aware that it was on the footage but when you slow it down enough you can see it quite clearly although I had to be told that the Collingwood player was Dennis Banks because my footage isn't very clear. Anyway, ironically I cried like a baby after the game just as I had done after the '77 replay but clearly for totally different reasons.

 

[PieNSauce]

P.S. Just one other high for me was taking my very young son (think he was about 5 at the time) to Vic Park for what we were led to believe was the last game to ever be played there. It proved to be not the case but spending that time there with my son will forever be precious in my mind and I know he feels the same way. Awesome!

That day we played Freo and neither of us will forget the crowd counting out Bucks' possessions out loud. He tore it up that day!

 

[Pie eyed]

1990 GF win after a lifetime of waiting.

 

[Bay Pie]

It would have to be our 1910 premiership.
I was still a young tyke back then, but i remember it as clear as day.

I was there cheering the boys on, ohhh those were the days of my youth.

Wholly shit!!! You're a real trooper old boy...and up with modern technology. Congratulations on making 100.

1990 GF followed by 2010 GF replay.

Outside of that, the 2002 QF v Port. Bucks was out and we had terrible form. Port were overwelming favourites. One of MMs best coaching performances. Paul Licuria owned that night.

Great to read about the old times jonBe54 and PieNSauce. It's something I really enjoy about our board. Reading other Pies supporters recounting their version of our history. We are a great club with massive tradition that is pleasantly received by all Pie people.

 

[Mars II]

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This memory brings a tear to the eyes now days it was the first time I had seen a Collingwood team advance to the finals.

 

[Markfs]

yeh i didnt cry in 2010 like i did in 1990. The sheer amazement of seeing Collingwood win a grand final.

The fact that my son was halfway down the path to becoming a Geelong supporter and I was happy to see it happen to spare him the grief... and then the win and then buying him a Pie jumper and the rest is history...

There are so many supporters in this forum that didnt experience the bad old days...remember ....Pie supporters united will never be defeated..

 

[Cousin of Daicos]

I was only 10 in 1990, so I wasn't old enough to really appreciate what was happening. Which makes me question how much memory the OP actually has of that day.

For me, I have a couple that I have a hard time separating.

First half of the 2010 Prelim and obviously the 2010 Flag are the two.

Anytime either of the Rocca brothers bombed one from 60 or 70 was also special.