Yup...............

and buying GF tickets off a couple of Doomed
supporters the next week............?

priceless.............!

my mate Robbie and i tried to keep a straight face........
but we kept saying stuff like.........."yeahhhh....should be a
good day"........."well it's another Grand Final"........
"gee.......we didn't expect to be there"...............
"who would've ever thought hey"..........!

and so on...........and so on..........!

i think they wanted to kill us..............!


kindest regards tommi

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that'siti'mnotchangingthistagain......!

All of these were great wins, but....

(okay,okay.....I am a dinosaur)

Nothing will ever erase the memories of the 1970 Miracle.

No, I wasn't at the MCG that day.

I lost the toss and had to work behind the bar at the Sergeant's Mess at Puckapunyal army camp. The bar was full of Collingwood ferals in uniform, only two others beside me supporting the Blues.

By half time I was shattered, and copping it big time from all sides. Deep down, I knew we were gone. But there was no way that I was going to let those black & white bastards wipe their feet on me.

So I started to accept wagers on a "points in" basis. The more they celebrated, the more leeway I got. Five goals was about the average bet.
I was up for over $100 (more than a week's wages at the time) when the second half began.

Then came Teddy.
And Wallsy. And Swan. And Jezza. And Sydney and Big Nick and every one of those beautiful, unbelievable, glorious Navy Blue heroes.

Seven goals down at half time - 17 points in it at three-quarter time.
That's when we started to believe - WE CAN WIN THIS!

Have you ever had a sixty-five minute orgasm?
I have - on Grand Final day, 1970.
When Jezza's long bomb bounced and bounced and bounced and rolled through for a ten point lead deep into time on...
I couldn't help myself.
I stood on a chair, and yelled as loud as I could;
"YOU'RE #%##*+# COLLINGWOOD!!!!!!"
And they were.

I took their money, we took their flag, and three Blues in uniform celebrated long into the night.

Magic. Just magic.

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Princes Park - always was, always will be.

Brilliant post!

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And so while others miserably pledge themselves to the pursuit of ambition and brief power, I will be stretched out in the shade, singing.

1970 GF

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"IF YOU FAIL TO PREPARE, YOU'RE PREPARED TO FAIL" - Mark Spitz

'92 when, after losing SOS to a knee, Minton-Connell kicked the winning goal to down the undefeated West Coast at PP. Only level of unbridled joy on the terraces i can recall approaching that of the '99 Prelim.

Whoever has POW duties this week, look no further

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Richard Pratt - A Carlton legend.