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Started in 1984 I think, pretty sure I was in Grade 2. I remember asking a mate who he followed and when he said Tigers, I said me too. I told dad when I got home I barracked for a new team, when he asked who, I couldn't remember until he said Tigers. Dad is a Geelong supporter, but he said Gran will be happy, she barracks for them too.

Going through VCE, I'd hang around with the same guy who put me onto the Tigers and 2 other guys. The 4 of us were talking footy one day in 93 or 94 and it worked out we were all Tigers supporters. It was decided Stuart Maxfield was the best player at Richmond and we all bought Jumpers and had 27 on the back.

1995 my mates were at uni and I was working in east gippsland so it was driving the 3 hours to Melbourne for trade school and to see my mates and go to the footy with them, what a great year!!! Unfortunately I didn't make it to the finals until the Geelong game, my mate ran into teh back of me on the way to the footy and I took my Geelong supporter brother. I'll never forget the feeling of singing our song in the last quarter as we were getting pumped though, it was magical, and to hear Nick Daffy say the next day on the Sunday Footy Show the players heard it and got chills from it made it even more special.

1999 I joined the Navy and footy became too hard to follow, but i would always catch a game or score when I could. Watching the 2001 Grand Final overseas with my shipmates was a highlight, even though Richmond had been knocked out, the team who beat us went on to win the flag, so it made it ok.

Footy was always there, but never serious until about 2012 when I came back to Australia after having lived in the USA for a few years and Fox Footy took over my footy season and I would immerse myself into all the games and news. Having only playing half a year as a Junior and the same when I was about 20, my understanding of the game grew incredibly and I began to fall in love with footy again.

The one constant through this time, until 2014, was my Gran. She was a Richardson growing up, and loved Richo so much her fridge was covered in news paper clippings of him. She would always send me clippings from the newspaper, and phone calls to her were talking about the Tigers and how next year will be our year. I always thought how lucky she was to have grown up watching Jack Dyer at Punt rd, but these last few years make me glad I got to experience 17.

I've got 3 kids, little man was torn between the Swans (mum) and Tigers, but said last year he would support whoever finished higher. He tidied up his cupboard last month and proudly hung his Richmond jumpers on his wall, it put a tear in my eye. My 2 daughters I'm not sure of, the oldest was keen on the Tigers, but going to high school in NSW, the peer pressure of NRL is winning. the youngest is a Swan, but says Tigers are her 2nd team. Fingers crossed she comes around lol
 

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Started in 1984 I think, pretty sure I was in Grade 2. I remember asking a mate who he followed and when he said Tigers, I said me too. I told dad when I got home I barracked for a new team, when he asked who, I couldn't remember until he said Tigers. Dad is a Geelong supporter, but he said Gran will be happy, she barracks for them too.

Going through VCE, I'd hang around with the same guy who put me onto the Tigers and 2 other guys. The 4 of us were talking footy one day in 93 or 94 and it worked out we were all Tigers supporters. It was decided Stuart Maxfield was the best player at Richmond and we all bought Jumpers and had 27 on the back.

1995 my mates were at uni and I was working in east gippsland so it was driving the 3 hours to Melbourne for trade school and to see my mates and go to the footy with them, what a great year!!! Unfortunately I didn't make it to the finals until the Geelong game, my mate ran into teh back of me on the way to the footy and I took my Geelong supporter brother. I'll never forget the feeling of singing our song in the last quarter as we were getting pumped though, it was magical, and to hear Nick Daffy say the next day on the Sunday Footy Show the players heard it and got chills from it made it even more special.

1999 I joined the Navy and footy became too hard to follow, but i would always catch a game or score when I could. Watching the 2001 Grand Final overseas with my shipmates was a highlight, even though Richmond had been knocked out, the team who beat us went on to win the flag, so it made it ok.

Footy was always there, but never serious until about 2012 when I came back to Australia after having lived in the USA for a few years and Fox Footy took over my footy season and I would immerse myself into all the games and news. Having only playing half a year as a Junior and the same when I was about 20, my understanding of the game grew incredibly and I began to fall in love with footy again.

The one constant through this time, until 2014, was my Gran. She was a Richardson growing up, and loved Richo so much her fridge was covered in news paper clippings of him. She would always send me clippings from the newspaper, and phone calls to her were talking about the Tigers and how next year will be our year. I always thought how lucky she was to have grown up watching Jack Dyer at Punt rd, but these last few years make me glad I got to experience 17.

I've got 3 kids, little man was torn between the Swans (mum) and Tigers, but said last year he would support whoever finished higher. He tidied up his cupboard last month and proudly hung his Richmond jumpers on his wall, it put a tear in my eye. My 2 daughters I'm not sure of, the oldest was keen on the Tigers, but going to high school in NSW, the peer pressure of NRL is winning. the youngest is a Swan, but says Tigers are her 2nd team. Fingers crossed she comes around lol
Bravo mate I’ve got tears reading this
 

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I've grown up in a mixed family, where everyone supports a different team. My Dad is really the only one who truly follows football, and is South Australian.

When I was little, I had a Collingwood guernsey in my drawer, but I never wore it or remember having any support or feelings towards them. It was just there. I assume because of the Port Adelaide Magpies.

So, didn't really have a team, but I think when I was around 4-5, I saw a commerical on TV with a real life tiger jumping up at a football. It was a Richmond commerical, I think to do with save our skins or a promotion of the year. From that point, it just stuck. Again, very young, but it just naturally stuck.

I'm sure I can vouch for a lot of people around my age (30) who went to school and had to deal with how terrible Richmond were. Basically my entire primary school and secondary school experience was like that. And I absolutely adored Richmond.

The first game I went to was at Waverley Park against Hawthorn. I cried because I didn't like how loud the football was, and I wanted to go home. I don't know what year that was, but I remember we lost. It was also wet.

Even kicking the footy in the backyard and commentating, Richmond always won. But I had a soft spot for the Bears and the Crows when things weren't going well at stages (with Richmond).

I remember 1995 quite well, because of A Tiger Tale but also because I remember listening to a lot of the footy on the radio that year. For my first few years of supporting Richmond, if they weren't on TV, I generally listened to it on the radio. The radio experience can be so exciting because of how you vision the ball to be on the field. I also didn't have any family members going for Richmond too, and my Dad at this point supported the Crows.

I began to go to a lot of the footy matches with my dad to see Richmond play. My Dad now a Port supporter since they joined the comp. Remember going to my first final against Carlton in the semi in 2001 which was really exciting. Sat in the top level of the old Ponsfold stand.

Very close to nothing has drawn out more emotion when they made the 2013 finals and played Carlton. The atmosphere when they ran out, the train trip, the build up was so overwhelming. To have had to wait such a long time for that... it was disappointing that they lost, but the experience was like nothing else.

I was lucky enough to then go to 2014, 2015 and then all the finals in 2017 because I didn't want to miss a final. It was also amazing to go to Adelaide to see Port v Richmond from a Dad and son point of view. We both at the time felt very lucky to be able to see them play each other in a final, which might have never happened in our lifetimes.

2017 was like climbing Everest as a supporter too. We deserved that reward so much.
Wow. Brilliant post.
 

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My story is fascinating because it's connected to this BigFooty board pretty heavily. I'm sure a fair few remember (and I talked about it on the podcast last year), but there might be some unfamiliar with it. Anyway, that pinned thread in the Corner Hotel about Darth_Tiger and his son, well I'm the son.

I grew up in Adelaide, with dad being a Richmond fan my whole life. I wasn't hugely into footy, never played it as a kid or anything but would occasionally watch games. I'd always tell people at school that my favourite team was Richmond, my second favourite team was Brisbane, and my third favourite team was Adelaide (no doubt out of peer pressure). My first real footy memory must have been 2008 when we played Port and won by 4 points. Dad was so excited that he jumped up and accidentally knocked me in the head and didn't even notice until his mate pointed out that I was crying. Think I lost one of his scarves at AAMI Stadium one time too. We'd usually go to games if the Tigers were playing in Adelaide.

In 2009, when I was 11 years old, I was diagnosed with cancer. While I was in hospital, dad and I would watch the Tigers play if a game was on. Of course, being 2009, we sucked, a lot. One of my fondest memories of the hospital though was watching us play West Coast on a tiny television in front of the bed. This board raised about $2000 for my family to fly over and see a couple of games and have a holiday while I was between rounds of treatment. There was even talk of me getting to toss the coin one game. We saw the team get absolutely thumped by Collingwood and Sydney, and a few people on here joked that I might not be a Richmond supporter anymore! We got to go into the rooms and attend a closed training session, where I met Richo and a few other players. Got a bunch of stuff signed and received a personally signed guernsey by Cotch a while later. Wore that for years, until I bought a premiership jumper last year. I'll never forget the generosity shown.

After that I was into footy a bit more, but my love of Richmond really stepped up when we moved to Melbourne in 2013 and we could go to games regularly. Dad and I got memberships, along with one of my younger brothers. Absolutely fell in love with the team at that point. We went to the '13 EF against Carlton, sitting at the very top of the Punt Rd End. Could hardly see a thing, especially since I hadn't realised that I needed glasses yet (I'm slightly shortsighted). Had my heart ripped out in that game, and again in 2015 when we attended that final as well. Dad had the foresight to get MRC for us after the Hawks game in 2017, so I was lucky enough to attend all three 2017 finals. I'm just glad that I got to experience a little bit of a build-up to the flag through heartbreak, even if it wasn't 37 years worth of it.
This is phenomenal. I always look at that the pinned post and wonder about it. Circle now closed. Pleased to know you if only in this board.
 

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the year is 1967 and a pasty pale blue scottish lad gets off the boat in adelaide. After a few s**thouse months there he decides to give melbourne a go. he then hustles about a months pay out of the loudmouth dutch bloke (is there any other kind?) down the hall playing snooker and promptly boards the train east. he gets a job in early '68 at unilever in sth melbourne where his workmates tell him all about the footy and say he has to go to rd1 with them.

he thinks they're talking about soccer and is a little surprised when he gets to vic park to see a weird foreign game.
his workmates are all pies fans and don't tell him about the other team.

the other team however are the reigning premiers and are, in dad's words, magnificent. bourke, hart, bartlett, sheedy were just too good and went on to win. whether twas the tiges or the dozen cans we'll never know but the workmates were told where they could shove their magpies, he was a tiger for life.

thanks dad

that 1 time we beat the cats at cardinia in the 80's i was there
95 v norf i was there
blooz scoreboard fire game i was there
51 pt comeback vs hawks i was there
30 pt comeback vs lions i was there
rd23 2014 vs swans i was there
smashing pies in 2015 by 90 i was there
2017 qf n prelim...dad and i were there

thanks dad
 

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When I was born my grandfather tried to get me to be a Collingwood supporter. My Father supported Richmond as a child because he liked the colours.

After some arguments in the family, I was lead to support the mighty Tigers. As a child growing up it sucked arse because we always lost. I would go to the footy regularly but it wasn't much fun.

Circa 2008 I got excited at the thought that we may draft Ben Cousins. I said to my friends if we get Cousins I will buy a membership. We ended up getting Cousins and the next day I went into Punt Rd to buy 2 memberships.

Been a member ever since and loved every minute of it. Been there when we were s**t, and still here. 2017 GF made it all worth it.

My Son has been a member since the day he was born. I have another bub on the way in 4 weeks time. They'll also be a member on the day they're born.
 

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Circa 2008 I got excited at the thought that we may draft Ben Cousins. I said to my friends if we get Cousins I will buy a membership. We ended up getting Cousins and the next day I went into Punt Rd to buy 2 memberships.
I did the exact same thing, was so proud the club introduced someone with his talent and experience and knew the kids would get so much from seeing how a true professional goes about his training.

Unlike the morons at the Bulldogs who got Aker in and ridiculed him when he told them they were kidding themselves if they thought they were working hard enough.
 

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This is the best thread
Absolutely, I love hearing the stories everyone has. Living in NSW you don't come across many AFL supporters.

Being near an Air Force base must help, as I've seen quite a few stickers on cars and the odd shirt/hat around town. I jsut want to run up and talk to them about our Tigers, but being a shy bloke, I never do
 

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My story not as interesting as most in this thread but I was pretty much born into it.

It was either Richmond (dad) or Essendon (Mum) and I was a huge daddy’s girl so i’ve pretty much supported Richmond since the day I was born.

Almost 40 now but I have really fond memories from when I was a kid of going to the MCG, Waverley Park and Windy Hill to watch us play, despite the many losses. :D

It’s only been since Dimma became coach and Benny Gale became our CEO in 2009/2010 that I really became super passionate, though I was a massive fan of Benny Gale (and Richo) when they played for us.
 

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My family is from Adelaide. My first love was Glenelg ("The Bays"). Because they also wear the yellow and black, it was only natural to follow Richmond (my Dad's team) and I would always check out the VFL results in the Sunday paper.

We moved to Melbourne for a year when I was 7 years old. We went to the football every Saturday afternoon, after my game on a Saturday morning. I would sit on my Dad's shoulders whilst we stood on the terraces. I got to go to all the old suburban grounds and watched the Richmond Tigers win a lot of games that year. My favourite player was Jimmy Jess. The year? 1980! I remember my Dad being very nervous at three quarter time of the Grand Final that year when I kept saying "we've won, we've won"!

I spent a long time away from Victoria, but always followed the Tigers closely. I have fond memories of 1995 and 2001, my playing days overlapping with a few bursts of success for the mighty Tigers. On Grand Final day in 2017 the coverage at one point late in the game went to John "Swooper" Northey and I just about cried when I recognised him.

I have a family now. My children can choose to follow any team they want, but if they want to live in our house they have to follow Richmond. My middle child is the passionate one and she loves going to games with me. Because I couldn't get us all tickets for the 2017 GF, I chose to watch it at home with my family instead. The stakes were huge, more-so for me because the "in-law" side of the family are all big Adelaide supporters. Of course I wish I could have been there, but it was a very special day and I loved every moment of it (well, perhaps not the first 15 minutes). We might win a few more flags in my time, but 2017 will always be the special one for me.

The Richmond Football Club is in our blood. I look forward to going to games in the future with my adult kids and maybe one day grandchildren. That roar late in a big game on a cold day at the MCG - that's what gets me.

Dave P.
 

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I would have been dead by suicide years ago if it weren’t for Richmond,they kept me going in very bleak periods of my life.


I wanted to make it in a rock band but failed and carry the regrets with me,been close two times only to be screwed by shoddy managers,my drumming is better than ever but I haven’t played in a band for 15 years now,was in the covers band Big Deal,drummer for Hobbs Angel Of Death,New Holland(Big Deals original band),Valanti (punk rock girl singer with musos from Newcastle who moved to Melbourne) and The Darling Buds(not the uk band) with Andrew Grant on vox.

Things have happened in my family that affected us all to the point
I nearly gave up on Richmond.

I’m not telling anyone about it and has nothing to do with me.

I have not been truly happy since and drink alot and get angry alot,I can cover it up very well with alcohol but also the Tiger mates I have made keep me going,even Flea always says hi in the 3121,Richmond look after everyone,no matter how helpless or dumb they are,that is the Gale influence.

But I became a Tiger in 74 when shown the back to back flag on the newspaper colour liftout,I did go to a Pies Blues game at Vic Park when very young but the teams did nothing for me,Richmond had larger than life heroes,KB and Sheeds stood out for me as a young kid when watching on a b and w tv then later I loved Jimmy Jess,Michael Roach then my all time hero Maurice Rioli,he was doing stuff that highly skillful players do now and he was tough also,was a very good boxer,it will be a dream when junior comes to Richmond like having Dan at the club,I was absolutely elated when we got him.

My first game was in ‘77 anzac game against Collingwood ,we got flogged,I stood up in the aisles of the northern stand.

Anyway,my mum is a Pie and she has been the backbone of our family,follows Richmond more now these days because of me.

Yellow and black,you never go back!




Hopefully one day I get back in a band but can’t see it happening,cheers.

Here’s me jamming away like a dh.

 

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I would have been dead by suicide years ago if it weren’t for Richmond,they kept me going in very bleak periods of my life.


I wanted to make it in a rock band but failed and carry the regrets with me,been close two times only to be screwed by shoddy managers,my drumming is better than ever but I haven’t played in a band for 15 years now,was in the covers band Big Deal,drummer for Hobbs Angel Of Death,New Holland(Big Deals original band),Valanti (punk rock girl singer with musos from Newcastle who moved to Melbourne) and The Darling Buds(not the uk band) with Andrew Grant on vox.

Things have happened in my family that affected us all to the point
I nearly gave up on Richmond.

I’m not telling anyone about it and has nothing to do with me.

I have not been truly happy since and drink alot and get angry alot,I can cover it up very well with alcohol but also the Tiger mates I have made keep me going,even Flea always says hi in the 3121,Richmond look after everyone,no matter how helpless or dumb they are,that is the Gale influence.

But I became a Tiger in 74 when shown the back to back flag on the newspaper colour liftout,I did go to a Pies Blues game at Vic Park when very young but the teams did nothing for me,Richmond had larger than life heroes,KB and Sheeds stood out for me as a young kid when watching on a b and w tv then later I loved Jimmy Jess,Michael Roach then my all time hero Maurice Rioli,he was doing stuff that highly skillful players do now and he was tough also,was a very good boxer,it will be a dream when junior comes to Richmond like having Dan at the club,I was absolutely elated when we got him.

My first game was in ‘77 anzac game against Collingwood ,we got flogged,I stood up in the aisles of the northern stand.

Anyway,my mum is a Pie and she has been the backbone of our family,follows Richmond more now these days because of me.

Yellow and black,you never go back!




Hopefully one day I get back in a band but can’t see it happening,cheers.

Here’s me jamming away like a dh.

The speed of the drum sticks at times is mesmerizing, thanks heaps for sharing that!

I know we have a singer / guitarist amongst the board members here too, could form a BF band for a 1 night only show! ha ha.

Love all the membership lanyards hanging off the door too!
 

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The speed of the drum sticks at times is mesmerizing, thanks heaps for sharing that!

I know we have a singer / guitarist amongst the board members here too, could form a BF band for a 1 night only show! ha ha.

Love all the membership lanyards hanging off the door too!
I am into old fuddy duddy stuff like Tull and the Oils lol.

Love old Aussie rock,Richard Clapton,Ariel,Spectrum,Thorpey,Oils of course,Skyhooks and Split Enz and some Chisel.

Looove jazz also especially the bebop stuff ,quintets,drums,double bass,piano,sax,trumpet.

Have bumped into Eamon McNellis a few times,took my lommy to a jazz gig first date and now she is hookedthat was nigh on ten years ago now.

Still try to look up Eamon McNellis ,he plays trumpet like a Dizzy Gillespie but with his own style.

We have a great underground jazz scene here in Melbourne.
 

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I would have been dead by suicide years ago if it weren’t for Richmond,they kept me going in very bleak periods of my life.

I wanted to make it in a rock band but failed and carry the regrets with me,been close two times only to be screwed by shoddy managers,my drumming is better than ever but I haven’t played in a band for 15 years now,was in the covers band Big Deal,drummer for Hobbs Angel Of Death,New Holland(Big Deals original band),Valanti (punk rock girl singer with musos from Newcastle who moved to Melbourne) and The Darling Buds(not the uk band) with Andrew Grant on vox.

Things have happened in my family that affected us all to the point
I nearly gave up on Richmond.

I’m not telling anyone about it and has nothing to do with me.

I have not been truly happy since and drink alot and get angry alot,I can cover it up very well with alcohol but also the Tiger mates I have made keep me going,even Flea always says hi in the 3121,Richmond look after everyone,no matter how helpless or dumb they are,that is the Gale influence.
Thanks for your honesty, I love reading all these stories and hope you sharing is positive for you.
 

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Firstly apologies if you are going to read this. The 'a' key on my keyboard is not working properly. There will be a lot of 'a's missing. I've tried to get them all.

I've just turned 49. My God where has the time gone.
My Dad barracked for Essendon and mum was Essendon too because of him but neither of them were passionate.
I remember vividly. I was 7 and for some reason I decided then and there that I would pick a club to support.
I sat in the middle of the loungeroom floor at our house on the farm in the Goulburn valley.
I also vividly remember deciding that i would choose between Carlton, Essendon and Richmond.
I'm not sure why but I chose Richmond. The year was 1977 and we had just gone through our late 60s and early 70s power years but I was oblivious to that.
I chose Richmond and have never waivered in 42 years.
I begged Dad to take me to a game. My first game was that year. He took me to Moorrabbin to see St Kilda vs Richmond. I still remember standing in the outer that day. The smell of tobacco from the pipes that were wafting over the ground, the crisp smell of the middle pages of the Footy Record.
We won that day, although my only real memory was Dad calling Mick Malthouse, Mick s**thouse.
Of course the stop on the way home a the Seymour burger stand was always a highlight. The days before bypasses and freeways,
a plain burger, a choc Big M and a White Knight.
By the time I was 10, Mum had been totally converted. She was now as passionate Richmond as I was.
We would spend Saturday afternoons together with the radio on. she would make casseroles and I would mark off each goal on a piece of paper while listening the game on radio.
later that night we would eat dinner as family and watch the Big League replay, much to my two sisters' annoyment.
Dad always kept barracking for the Bombers, but over the years, he developed a real soft spot for the Tigers.
he took me to many games. always Richmond.
The 1980 qualifying final, the second semi final. he never complained.
We couldn't get tickets to the 1980 GF. We watched on TV and I was over the moon. 10 years old and thinking this was the best thing ever.
In 1982 Dad again took me to both finals, but alas, we couldn't get grand final tickets. I was 12 now and the loss cut deep. I cried. Mum cried.
I was gutted, but there would be other chances yeah?
we all know the story.
The mid to late 80s were a disaster. The early 90s we nearly lost our club.
I remember giving $100 to Save Our skins, which in those days was a fair amount for a young bloke on a cadet journo's wages.
Living and working in Shepparton, I cuuld really only get to three or four games a year.
I knew the stationmaster at Shepp train station. A Melbourne fan. Great bloke. He'd go to the Dees games as well and when we were on the same train, we'd get a full first cabin on the way home and he'd buy a slab. I'd chuck him $10 and we'd sit there in our own cabin and drink, getting back to Shepp around 8.30pm.
In 1994 I decided to travel.
I spent the entire year travelling through Europe and settled in London where I lived and worked.
I missed the 1994 season, the year we went on that winning run and it looked like we were going make finals, only to lose our last two games.
I don't know what I would have done had we made.
there was no internet in 1994 and the only way I would keep up to date with the scores was through my beautiful grandfather who send me weekly newspaper clippings in the post.
The London Explorers Club also showed games on four day delay depending what video tapes were sent to them nd how long it took for them to get there.
I came back home midyear through 1995 and experience the delight of that season. The final loss against North, the win against Essendon and the flogging we received from Geelong in the prelim. Late in the lst term, the pro Richmond crowd started singing the theme song. The Geelong tried to block it out, but it was futile. Amazing.
Funnily enough Steven Tingay was with us that day. He was quickly developing a reputation as a very good young player for Melbourne. Being a Shepp boy he and the rest of us blokes were good mates. He'd go in to a very very good career. He said to me as we were leaving the ground that day: "Imagine if Richmond ever actually win a flag".
Another five years in the wilderness, 2001 was our next finals appearance.
Between 95 and 01, I had shacked up with my now wife, had a daughter.
2001 was weird. The win against Carlton was overshadowed by the World Trade Center attacks and there was a genuine fear of what may happen next next.
I never really considered going to Brisbne for the prelim. Travelling interstate for games wasn't really a thing back then like it is now. Plus, I don't think any of us expected to win.
Most on here will be young enough to remember the abyss we found ourselves in from 2002 onwards.
A string of failed coaches and poor recruiting.
My loved never waned, but my hope of seeing a premiership had.
I had never been to a grand final before. I had the chance to but it never seemed right. I only wanted to go if we made it.
We all know the gut wrenching strong of elimination finals losses.
It seemed like we were destined to forever be a sick joke.
In 2014 I was back in London on holiday and I got a call from Dad at 2am. Mum was dead. She collapsed on the loungeroom floor. To this day the coroner still can't tell the exact cause of death.
I put a Richmond jumper on Mum's coffin and they played the theme song at the end of the service.
a year later Dad was having back pain but that was not unusual. As a farmer and truck driver, he had battled a bad back most of his adult life.
But when he saw blood in the toilet bowl, he knew it was not good.
He lasted 10 months. he refused to feel sorry for himself, but on 23 april 2016, he lost his battle.
Fast forward now to the 2017 season.
we all know what happened.
we all celebrated in our special way.
I attended the grand final.
a week after the game I drove up to Mum's grave and had a beer with her.

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Even though Dad was a Bombers fan, he would have been stoked.
We scattered his ashes around his favourite gum tree on the farm and I had a beer with him too.

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So that's pretty much story.
I said after 30 September 2017 that whatever happens now is just a bonus.
 
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Feb 4, 2006
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32,497
AFL Club
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Firstly apologies if you are going to red this. The 'a' key on my keyboard is not working properly. There will be a lot of 'a's missing. I've tried to get them all.

I've just turned 49. My God where has the time gone.
My Dad barracked for Essendon and mum was Essendon too because of him but neither of them were pssionate.
I remember vividly. I was 7 and for some reason I decided then and there that I would pick a club to support.
I sat in the middle of the loungeroom floor at our house on the farm in the Goulburn valley.
I also vividly remember deciding that i would choose between Carlton, Essendon and Richmond.
I'm not sure why but I chose Richmond. The year was 1977 and we had just gone through our late 60s and early 70s power years but I was oblivious to that.
I chose Richmond and have never waivered in 42 years.
I begged Dad to take me to a game. My first game was that year. He took me to Moorrabbin to see St Kilda vs Richmond. I still remember standing int he outer that day. The smell of tobacco from the pipes that were wafting over the ground, the crisp smell of the middle pages of the Footy Record.
We won that day, although my only real memory was Dad calling Mick Malthouse, Mick s**thouse.
Of course the stop on the way home a the Seymour burger stand was always a highlight. The days before bypasses and freeways,
a plain burger, a choc Big M and a White Knight.
By the time I was 10, Mum had been totally converted. She was now as passionate Richmond as I was.
We would spend Saturday afternoons together with the radio on. she would make casseroles and I would mark off each goal on a piece of paper while listening the game on radio.
later that night we would eat dinner as family and watch the Big League replay, much to my two sisters' annoyment.
Dad always kept barracking for the Bombers, but over the years, he developed a real soft spot for the Tigers.
he took me to many gaames. always Richmond.
The 1980 qualifying final, the second semi final. he never complained.
We couldn't get tickets to the 1980 GF. We watched on TV and I was over the moon. 10 years old and thinking this was the best thing ever.
In 1982 Dad again took me to both finals, but alas, we couldn't get grand final tickets. I was 12 now and the loss cut deep. I cried. Mum cried.
I was gutted, but there would be other chances yeah?
we all know the story.
The mid to late 80s were a disaster. The early 90s we nearly lost our club.
I remember giving $100 to Save Our skins, which in those days was a fair amount for a young bloke on a cadet journo's wages.
Living and working in Shepparton, I culd really only get to three or four games a year.
I knew the stationmaster at Shepp train station. A Melbourne fan. Great bloke. He'd go to the Dees games as well and when we were on the same train, we'd get a full first cabin on the way home and he'd buy a slab. I'd chuck him $10 and we'd sit there in our own cabin and drink, getting back to Shepp around 8.30pm.
In 1994 I decided to travel.
I spent the entire year travelling through Europe and settled in London where I lived and worked.
I missed the 1994 season, the year we went on that winning run and it looked like we were going make finals, only to lose our last two games.
I don't know what I would have done had we made.
there was no internet in 1994 and the only way I would keep up to date with the scores was through my beautiful grandfather who send me weekly newspaper clippings in the post.
The London Explorers Club also showed games on four day delay depending what video tapes were sent to them nd how long it took for them to get there.
I came back home midyear through 1995 and experience the delight of that season. The final loss against North, the win against Essendon and the flogging we received from Geelong in the prelim. Late in the lst term, the pro Richmond crowd started singing the theme song. The Geelong tried to block it out, but it was futile. Amazing.
Another five years in the wilderness, 2001 was our next finals appearance.
Between 95 and 01, I had shacked up with my now wife, had a daughter.
2001 was weird. The win against Carlton was overshadowed by the World Trade Center attacks and there was a genuine fear of what may happen next next.
I never really considered going to Brisbne for the prelim. Travelling interstate for games wasn't really a thing back then like it is now. Plus, I don't think any of us expected to win.
Most on here will be young enough to remember the abyss we found ourselves in from 2002 onwards.
A string of failed coaches and poor recruiting.
My loved never waned, but my hope of seeing a premiership had.
I had never been to a grand final before. I had the chance to but it never seemed right. I only wanted to go if we made it.
We all know the gut wrenching strong of elimintaion finals losses.
It seemed like we were destined to forever be a sick joke.
In 2014 I was back in London on holiday and I got a call from Dad at 2am. Mum was dead. She collapsed on the loungeroom floor. To this day the coroner still can't tell the exact cause of death.
I put a Richmond jumper on Mum's coffin and they played the theme song at the end of the service.
a year later Dad was having back pain but that was not unusual. As a farmer and truck driver, he had battled a bad back most of his adult life.
But when he saw blood in the toilet bowl, he knew it was not good.
He lasted 10 months. he refused to feel sorry for himself, but on 23 april 2016, he lost his battle.
Fast forward now to the 2017 season.
we all know what happened.
we all celebrated in our special way.
I attended the grand final.
a week after the game I drove up to Mum's grave and had a beer with her.

View attachment 656626

Even though Dad was a Bombers fan, he would have been stoked.
We scattered his ashes around his favourite game tree on the farm and I had a beer with him too.

View attachment 656628

So that's pretty much story.
I said after 30 September 2017 that whatever happens now is just a bonus.
Mate I'm not sure what else to say other than thank you for sharing, touching story :)
 

Tigerbob68

Premiership Player
May 19, 2016
3,072
13,767
Melbourne
AFL Club
Richmond
Firstly apologies if you are going to read this. The 'a' key on my keyboard is not working properly. There will be a lot of 'a's missing. I've tried to get them all.

I've just turned 49. My God where has the time gone.
My Dad barracked for Essendon and mum was Essendon too because of him but neither of them were passionate.
I remember vividly. I was 7 and for some reason I decided then and there that I would pick a club to support.
I sat in the middle of the loungeroom floor at our house on the farm in the Goulburn valley.
I also vividly remember deciding that i would choose between Carlton, Essendon and Richmond.
I'm not sure why but I chose Richmond. The year was 1977 and we had just gone through our late 60s and early 70s power years but I was oblivious to that.
I chose Richmond and have never waivered in 42 years.
I begged Dad to take me to a game. My first game was that year. He took me to Moorrabbin to see St Kilda vs Richmond. I still remember standing in the outer that day. The smell of tobacco from the pipes that were wafting over the ground, the crisp smell of the middle pages of the Footy Record.
We won that day, although my only real memory was Dad calling Mick Malthouse, Mick s**thouse.
Of course the stop on the way home a the Seymour burger stand was always a highlight. The days before bypasses and freeways,
a plain burger, a choc Big M and a White Knight.
By the time I was 10, Mum had been totally converted. She was now as passionate Richmond as I was.
We would spend Saturday afternoons together with the radio on. she would make casseroles and I would mark off each goal on a piece of paper while listening the game on radio.
later that night we would eat dinner as family and watch the Big League replay, much to my two sisters' annoyment.
Dad always kept barracking for the Bombers, but over the years, he developed a real soft spot for the Tigers.
he took me to many games. always Richmond.
The 1980 qualifying final, the second semi final. he never complained.
We couldn't get tickets to the 1980 GF. We watched on TV and I was over the moon. 10 years old and thinking this was the best thing ever.
In 1982 Dad again took me to both finals, but alas, we couldn't get grand final tickets. I was 12 now and the loss cut deep. I cried. Mum cried.
I was gutted, but there would be other chances yeah?
we all know the story.
The mid to late 80s were a disaster. The early 90s we nearly lost our club.
I remember giving $100 to Save Our skins, which in those days was a fair amount for a young bloke on a cadet journo's wages.
Living and working in Shepparton, I cuuld really only get to three or four games a year.
I knew the stationmaster at Shepp train station. A Melbourne fan. Great bloke. He'd go to the Dees games as well and when we were on the same train, we'd get a full first cabin on the way home and he'd buy a slab. I'd chuck him $10 and we'd sit there in our own cabin and drink, getting back to Shepp around 8.30pm.
In 1994 I decided to travel.
I spent the entire year travelling through Europe and settled in London where I lived and worked.
I missed the 1994 season, the year we went on that winning run and it looked like we were going make finals, only to lose our last two games.
I don't know what I would have done had we made.
there was no internet in 1994 and the only way I would keep up to date with the scores was through my beautiful grandfather who send me weekly newspaper clippings in the post.
The London Explorers Club also showed games on four day delay depending what video tapes were sent to them nd how long it took for them to get there.
I came back home midyear through 1995 and experience the delight of that season. The final loss against North, the win against Essendon and the flogging we received from Geelong in the prelim. Late in the lst term, the pro Richmond crowd started singing the theme song. The Geelong tried to block it out, but it was futile. Amazing.
Another five years in the wilderness, 2001 was our next finals appearance.
Between 95 and 01, I had shacked up with my now wife, had a daughter.
2001 was weird. The win against Carlton was overshadowed by the World Trade Center attacks and there was a genuine fear of what may happen next next.
I never really considered going to Brisbne for the prelim. Travelling interstate for games wasn't really a thing back then like it is now. Plus, I don't think any of us expected to win.
Most on here will be young enough to remember the abyss we found ourselves in from 2002 onwards.
A string of failed coaches and poor recruiting.
My loved never waned, but my hope of seeing a premiership had.
I had never been to a grand final before. I had the chance to but it never seemed right. I only wanted to go if we made it.
We all know the gut wrenching strong of elimination finals losses.
It seemed like we were destined to forever be a sick joke.
In 2014 I was back in London on holiday and I got a call from Dad at 2am. Mum was dead. She collapsed on the loungeroom floor. To this day the coroner still can't tell the exact cause of death.
I put a Richmond jumper on Mum's coffin and they played the theme song at the end of the service.
a year later Dad was having back pain but that was not unusual. As a farmer and truck driver, he had battled a bad back most of his adult life.
But when he saw blood in the toilet bowl, he knew it was not good.
He lasted 10 months. he refused to feel sorry for himself, but on 23 april 2016, he lost his battle.
Fast forward now to the 2017 season.
we all know what happened.
we all celebrated in our special way.
I attended the grand final.
a week after the game I drove up to Mum's grave and had a beer with her.

View attachment 656626

Even though Dad was a Bombers fan, he would have been stoked.
We scattered his ashes around his favourite game tree on the farm and I had a beer with him too.

View attachment 656628

So that's pretty much story.
I said after 30 September 2017 that whatever happens now is just a bonus.
You've pretty much just brought me to tears with the last few paragraphs and pics!
My Mum started coming to games in 2005 and for a few years was a full member. She came to the '13 and '15 losing finals. 2017 was the first year for ages she didn't come to any games so I often joke with her that it was her holding us back!!! Wasn't any hope of taking her to the GF with me but I still know when I watch the replay EXACTLY when I rang her and tried to talk to her. I told her I can't speak but just let her hear the crowd noise. It was right when Dusty missed a shot on goal in the last then kicked the goal.
My Dad is actually the reason my whole family barracks for Richmond and on GF day he wouldn't watch the game with her because he says he couldn't handle the stress!!! Mum got him into the lounge after I rang and there was a few minutes to go.
Thanks for your awesome story mate!
 

Monjike

Senior List
Mar 31, 2013
208
357
AFL Club
Richmond
We lived in Lennox Street when Richmond had a Greek flavour to it, especially the fish and chip shop on Swan Street that had water running down the window. Minimum chips back then was threepence and flake was huge. We lived in Lennox Street opposite the London tavern and we used to watch the drunks come out after 6pm and on Sunday mornings we could still smell the spew and the beer that lay in puddles on the footpath. Sometimes there was broken glass and blood.
My dad had a news stand at Richmond station and my brothers and I sold Footy Records on Saturday mornings,we each had our own platform.Crowds would go to Punt Road Oval and the MCG. we used to crawl under the fence and watch the game. The Tigers were not very good in the late 50's and early 60's but we had heroes like Ronny Branton, Roger Dean and Neville Crowe. After the game we collected bottles in a hessian sack and sold them to the local milk bar on Swan Street. Sometimes we would find a pie cart that had a few warm unsold pies left over and we would have them for dinner. If there wasn't a game on at Punt Road we would go to the MCG at 3/4 time when Melbourne won most of the time. Of course we hated Collingwood but did not know why. We lived in poverty by today's standards but had a rich life.
 
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CaptchaProofBot

Club Legend
Nov 26, 2015
1,792
6,761
AFL Club
Richmond
Firstly apologies if you are going to read this. The 'a' key on my keyboard is not working properly. There will be a lot of 'a's missing. I've tried to get them all.

I've just turned 49. My God where has the time gone.
My Dad barracked for Essendon and mum was Essendon too because of him but neither of them were passionate.
I remember vividly. I was 7 and for some reason I decided then and there that I would pick a club to support.
I sat in the middle of the loungeroom floor at our house on the farm in the Goulburn valley.
I also vividly remember deciding that i would choose between Carlton, Essendon and Richmond.
I'm not sure why but I chose Richmond. The year was 1977 and we had just gone through our late 60s and early 70s power years but I was oblivious to that.
I chose Richmond and have never waivered in 42 years.
I begged Dad to take me to a game. My first game was that year. He took me to Moorrabbin to see St Kilda vs Richmond. I still remember standing in the outer that day. The smell of tobacco from the pipes that were wafting over the ground, the crisp smell of the middle pages of the Footy Record.
We won that day, although my only real memory was Dad calling Mick Malthouse, Mick s**thouse.
Of course the stop on the way home a the Seymour burger stand was always a highlight. The days before bypasses and freeways,
a plain burger, a choc Big M and a White Knight.
By the time I was 10, Mum had been totally converted. She was now as passionate Richmond as I was.
We would spend Saturday afternoons together with the radio on. she would make casseroles and I would mark off each goal on a piece of paper while listening the game on radio.
later that night we would eat dinner as family and watch the Big League replay, much to my two sisters' annoyment.
Dad always kept barracking for the Bombers, but over the years, he developed a real soft spot for the Tigers.
he took me to many games. always Richmond.
The 1980 qualifying final, the second semi final. he never complained.
We couldn't get tickets to the 1980 GF. We watched on TV and I was over the moon. 10 years old and thinking this was the best thing ever.
In 1982 Dad again took me to both finals, but alas, we couldn't get grand final tickets. I was 12 now and the loss cut deep. I cried. Mum cried.
I was gutted, but there would be other chances yeah?
we all know the story.
The mid to late 80s were a disaster. The early 90s we nearly lost our club.
I remember giving $100 to Save Our skins, which in those days was a fair amount for a young bloke on a cadet journo's wages.
Living and working in Shepparton, I cuuld really only get to three or four games a year.
I knew the stationmaster at Shepp train station. A Melbourne fan. Great bloke. He'd go to the Dees games as well and when we were on the same train, we'd get a full first cabin on the way home and he'd buy a slab. I'd chuck him $10 and we'd sit there in our own cabin and drink, getting back to Shepp around 8.30pm.
In 1994 I decided to travel.
I spent the entire year travelling through Europe and settled in London where I lived and worked.
I missed the 1994 season, the year we went on that winning run and it looked like we were going make finals, only to lose our last two games.
I don't know what I would have done had we made.
there was no internet in 1994 and the only way I would keep up to date with the scores was through my beautiful grandfather who send me weekly newspaper clippings in the post.
The London Explorers Club also showed games on four day delay depending what video tapes were sent to them nd how long it took for them to get there.
I came back home midyear through 1995 and experience the delight of that season. The final loss against North, the win against Essendon and the flogging we received from Geelong in the prelim. Late in the lst term, the pro Richmond crowd started singing the theme song. The Geelong tried to block it out, but it was futile. Amazing.
Another five years in the wilderness, 2001 was our next finals appearance.
Between 95 and 01, I had shacked up with my now wife, had a daughter.
2001 was weird. The win against Carlton was overshadowed by the World Trade Center attacks and there was a genuine fear of what may happen next next.
I never really considered going to Brisbne for the prelim. Travelling interstate for games wasn't really a thing back then like it is now. Plus, I don't think any of us expected to win.
Most on here will be young enough to remember the abyss we found ourselves in from 2002 onwards.
A string of failed coaches and poor recruiting.
My loved never waned, but my hope of seeing a premiership had.
I had never been to a grand final before. I had the chance to but it never seemed right. I only wanted to go if we made it.
We all know the gut wrenching strong of elimination finals losses.
It seemed like we were destined to forever be a sick joke.
In 2014 I was back in London on holiday and I got a call from Dad at 2am. Mum was dead. She collapsed on the loungeroom floor. To this day the coroner still can't tell the exact cause of death.
I put a Richmond jumper on Mum's coffin and they played the theme song at the end of the service.
a year later Dad was having back pain but that was not unusual. As a farmer and truck driver, he had battled a bad back most of his adult life.
But when he saw blood in the toilet bowl, he knew it was not good.
He lasted 10 months. he refused to feel sorry for himself, but on 23 april 2016, he lost his battle.
Fast forward now to the 2017 season.
we all know what happened.
we all celebrated in our special way.
I attended the grand final.
a week after the game I drove up to Mum's grave and had a beer with her.

View attachment 656626

Even though Dad was a Bombers fan, he would have been stoked.
We scattered his ashes around his favourite game tree on the farm and I had a beer with him too.

View attachment 656628

So that's pretty much story.
I said after 30 September 2017 that whatever happens now is just a bonus.
that's a special tree bearing witness to the lives around it, ppl should respect trees waaaaaay more.

FYI, for emergencies...like say your keyboard had somehow been spontaneously sucked into a black hole, just open up windows explorer, in

C:\Windows\System32

doubleclick on osk.exe

it gives you a virtual on screen keyboard that you can click with mouse.
 

Sir_Loin

Premium Platinum
Oct 20, 2015
19,467
45,196
AFL Club
Richmond
I would have been dead by suicide years ago if it weren’t for Richmond,they kept me going in very bleak periods of my life.


I wanted to make it in a rock band but failed and carry the regrets with me,been close two times only to be screwed by shoddy managers,my drumming is better than ever but I haven’t played in a band for 15 years now,was in the covers band Big Deal,drummer for Hobbs Angel Of Death,New Holland(Big Deals original band),Valanti (punk rock girl singer with musos from Newcastle who moved to Melbourne) and The Darling Buds(not the uk band) with Andrew Grant on vox.

Things have happened in my family that affected us all to the point
I nearly gave up on Richmond.

I’m not telling anyone about it and has nothing to do with me.

I have not been truly happy since and drink alot and get angry alot,I can cover it up very well with alcohol but also the Tiger mates I have made keep me going,even Flea always says hi in the 3121,Richmond look after everyone,no matter how helpless or dumb they are,that is the Gale influence.

But I became a Tiger in 74 when shown the back to back flag on the newspaper colour liftout,I did go to a Pies Blues game at Vic Park when very young but the teams did nothing for me,Richmond had larger than life heroes,KB and Sheeds stood out for me as a young kid when watching on a b and w tv then later I loved Jimmy Jess,Michael Roach then my all time hero Maurice Rioli,he was doing stuff that highly skillful players do now and he was tough also,was a very good boxer,it will be a dream when junior comes to Richmond like having Dan at the club,I was absolutely elated when we got him.

My first game was in ‘77 anzac game against Collingwood ,we got flogged,I stood up in the aisles of the northern stand.

Anyway,my mum is a Pie and she has been the backbone of our family,follows Richmond more now these days because of me.

Yellow and black,you never go back!




Hopefully one day I get back in a band but can’t see it happening,cheers.

Here’s me jamming away like a dh.

Smasha one thing Ive always wondered about drummers is - are you playing the drums in your mind slightly before smashing the drums? I know that sounds logical but it’s almost if you’ve laid down the track in your mind as to how it should be ideally and when you play you’re getting as close to that as possible? Almost like visualising in real time what it should be.
 

Sir_Loin

Premium Platinum
Oct 20, 2015
19,467
45,196
AFL Club
Richmond
Firstly apologies if you are going to read this. The 'a' key on my keyboard is not working properly. There will be a lot of 'a's missing. I've tried to get them all.

I've just turned 49. My God where has the time gone.
My Dad barracked for Essendon and mum was Essendon too because of him but neither of them were passionate.
I remember vividly. I was 7 and for some reason I decided then and there that I would pick a club to support.
I sat in the middle of the loungeroom floor at our house on the farm in the Goulburn valley.
I also vividly remember deciding that i would choose between Carlton, Essendon and Richmond.
I'm not sure why but I chose Richmond. The year was 1977 and we had just gone through our late 60s and early 70s power years but I was oblivious to that.
I chose Richmond and have never waivered in 42 years.
I begged Dad to take me to a game. My first game was that year. He took me to Moorrabbin to see St Kilda vs Richmond. I still remember standing in the outer that day. The smell of tobacco from the pipes that were wafting over the ground, the crisp smell of the middle pages of the Footy Record.
We won that day, although my only real memory was Dad calling Mick Malthouse, Mick s**thouse.
Of course the stop on the way home a the Seymour burger stand was always a highlight. The days before bypasses and freeways,
a plain burger, a choc Big M and a White Knight.
By the time I was 10, Mum had been totally converted. She was now as passionate Richmond as I was.
We would spend Saturday afternoons together with the radio on. she would make casseroles and I would mark off each goal on a piece of paper while listening the game on radio.
later that night we would eat dinner as family and watch the Big League replay, much to my two sisters' annoyment.
Dad always kept barracking for the Bombers, but over the years, he developed a real soft spot for the Tigers.
he took me to many games. always Richmond.
The 1980 qualifying final, the second semi final. he never complained.
We couldn't get tickets to the 1980 GF. We watched on TV and I was over the moon. 10 years old and thinking this was the best thing ever.
In 1982 Dad again took me to both finals, but alas, we couldn't get grand final tickets. I was 12 now and the loss cut deep. I cried. Mum cried.
I was gutted, but there would be other chances yeah?
we all know the story.
The mid to late 80s were a disaster. The early 90s we nearly lost our club.
I remember giving $100 to Save Our skins, which in those days was a fair amount for a young bloke on a cadet journo's wages.
Living and working in Shepparton, I cuuld really only get to three or four games a year.
I knew the stationmaster at Shepp train station. A Melbourne fan. Great bloke. He'd go to the Dees games as well and when we were on the same train, we'd get a full first cabin on the way home and he'd buy a slab. I'd chuck him $10 and we'd sit there in our own cabin and drink, getting back to Shepp around 8.30pm.
In 1994 I decided to travel.
I spent the entire year travelling through Europe and settled in London where I lived and worked.
I missed the 1994 season, the year we went on that winning run and it looked like we were going make finals, only to lose our last two games.
I don't know what I would have done had we made.
there was no internet in 1994 and the only way I would keep up to date with the scores was through my beautiful grandfather who send me weekly newspaper clippings in the post.
The London Explorers Club also showed games on four day delay depending what video tapes were sent to them nd how long it took for them to get there.
I came back home midyear through 1995 and experience the delight of that season. The final loss against North, the win against Essendon and the flogging we received from Geelong in the prelim. Late in the lst term, the pro Richmond crowd started singing the theme song. The Geelong tried to block it out, but it was futile. Amazing.
Another five years in the wilderness, 2001 was our next finals appearance.
Between 95 and 01, I had shacked up with my now wife, had a daughter.
2001 was weird. The win against Carlton was overshadowed by the World Trade Center attacks and there was a genuine fear of what may happen next next.
I never really considered going to Brisbne for the prelim. Travelling interstate for games wasn't really a thing back then like it is now. Plus, I don't think any of us expected to win.
Most on here will be young enough to remember the abyss we found ourselves in from 2002 onwards.
A string of failed coaches and poor recruiting.
My loved never waned, but my hope of seeing a premiership had.
I had never been to a grand final before. I had the chance to but it never seemed right. I only wanted to go if we made it.
We all know the gut wrenching strong of elimination finals losses.
It seemed like we were destined to forever be a sick joke.
In 2014 I was back in London on holiday and I got a call from Dad at 2am. Mum was dead. She collapsed on the loungeroom floor. To this day the coroner still can't tell the exact cause of death.
I put a Richmond jumper on Mum's coffin and they played the theme song at the end of the service.
a year later Dad was having back pain but that was not unusual. As a farmer and truck driver, he had battled a bad back most of his adult life.
But when he saw blood in the toilet bowl, he knew it was not good.
He lasted 10 months. he refused to feel sorry for himself, but on 23 april 2016, he lost his battle.
Fast forward now to the 2017 season.
we all know what happened.
we all celebrated in our special way.
I attended the grand final.
a week after the game I drove up to Mum's grave and had a beer with her.

View attachment 656626

Even though Dad was a Bombers fan, he would have been stoked.
We scattered his ashes around his favourite game tree on the farm and I had a beer with him too.

View attachment 656628

So that's pretty much story.
I said after 30 September 2017 that whatever happens now is just a bonus.
Thanks for sharing that. Amazing
 

Sir_Loin

Premium Platinum
Oct 20, 2015
19,467
45,196
AFL Club
Richmond
We were Greeks when Richmond had a Greek flavour to it, especially the fish and chip shop on Swan Street that had water running down the window. Minimum chips back then was threepence and flake was huge. We lived in Lennox Street opposite the London tavern and we used to watch the drunks come out after 6pm and on Sunday mornings we could still smell the spew and the beer that lay in puddles on the footpath. Sometimes there was broken glass and blood.
My dad had a news stand at Richmond station and my brothers and I sold Footy Records on Saturday mornings,we each had our own platform.Crowds would go to Punt Road Oval and the MCG. we used to crawl under the fence and watch the game. The Tigers were not very good in the late 50's and early 60's but we had heroes like Ronny Branton, Roger Dean and Neville Crowe. After the game we collected bottles in a hessian sack and sold them to the local milk bar on Swan Street. Sometimes we would find a pie cart that had a few warm unsold pies left over and we would have them for dinner. If there wasn't a game on at Punt Road we would go to the MCG at 3/4 time when Melbourne won most of the time. Of course we hated Collingwood but did not know why. We lived in poverty by today's standards but had a rich life.
I wish we had more footage of that time. I remember someone showing highlights on this board of our 60s success and it was incredible. The standard of the footy, no s**t was awesome. We’ve lost something in this game.
 
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