Foxtel showed the 1970 grand final earlier this evening. Just wanted to know if anyone out there went to the game or knows of someone who went and can share the experience.

I remember parts of that day very well. I was only 9 at the time ... we were down by 44 points ... my brother, two cousins and I were listening to it up till half time ... we couldn't bear it anymore so we went down to the local park and pretended we were playing for Carlton and we staged this amazing comeback ... anyway my mum was looking everywhere for us to break the news ... we then went to my cousins place ... upon arrival my mum comes bursting out f my aunties place and starts screaming "we won, we won" ... we all looked at each other and ran into the house and straight to the T.V. and they were showing the players running around the ground with the premiership cup (it didn't make sense at first because some of them had Collingwood jumpers on ... players used to swap jumpers in those days).

I said to my eldest son that looking back, that day was the day we launched ourselves as a football power. It really elevated us as a club.

Come on, share your memories of the most famous day in our clubs proud history.

Ohhhhh Alex Jesaulenko......you beauty!!!

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Unfortunately I was dead back then. And it would appear the record attendance set at the game won't be broken before I am dead again. What a crowd!

I was eight at the time - and my story is very similar to yours - went outside in the backyard at half time to kick the footy around in disgust.

Mum called us back inside during the 4th quarter.

But I cant remember it being on Television.

Pretty sure the first direct telecast into Melbourne of a Grand Final was the drawn Grand Final in 1977 between North Melbourne & Collingwood.

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I too was nine. Got a really crap seat at the back of the "ladies section" of the mcc members with my 15 year old sister. Had one of those big floggers with me together with phone books which had been cut into a million pieces. Felt pretty ord at half time. Luckily, after half time, got a seat out in the open and about 15 rows from the fence, right on the wing.One of my other brothers jumped the fence after the siren and we still have a great photo of him sitting at the foot of the dais as Big Nick holds the Cup aloft. (I out did him two years later by running on the ground in 72 and doing the lap of honour with the boys. Remember Brent having a smoke and Siddy patting me on the back!)Very vague memories of 70 now but I remember in the weeks that followed we had this LP that 3KZ put out which was a radio recording of the match with Bietzel, Major and Rippon. Great fun. Still got it but it' s a bit scratched through overuse.
Watched the match again on Foxtel during the week with my 10 year old son. He loved it... Aah...the tradition continues....

Great memories.

If you want to listen to the LP of the 1970 grand final there is a link to do it at the bottom of the following page
http://www.blueseum.org/cfc/tiki-index. ... al%2C+1970

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What I meant by television is that they would cross to the grand finals at the end of the game. In those days if you weren't there then the radio was the only way of knowing what was happening.

Cheers Jarusa,
Mine is big time scratched during the first nine minutes of the third quarter. I think you know why.

I remember I watched it twice on Poxtel this week.

Sensational memories. How the hell did we kick 6 goals in the first 10 mins of the third term?
I think the handball at all costs is a myth. We played on a lot more and some of the handballs we did were EXCRUTIATINGLY bad and we coughed up as many as hit the target but it was brilliant in the end.

Jezza- you are champ.
Was interesting watching Goold strut around in the number 11 jumper instead of Doull too. And no Bruce Doull playing in the coveted number 4.

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Tim Lane said on air tonight that he had watched the match during the week and that Crosswell was the modern day footballer. And he was right. He was so far best on ground it wasn't funny. From memory he was sick for a year or so after that. Was probably never the same. Possibly the most dynamic footballer I've seen. I think he was 20 in the 1970.

I was 20. Waiting to be called up for national military service. I was listening to it on the radio on the sofa at my then girlfriend's grandmother's house. At half time I turned it off and watched something on TV. I turned the radio back on to hear the final score and couldn't believe my ears. I watched the replay that night on TV with great enthusiasm.
My friend, Blue Beatle had the 3KZ LP mentioned earlier and he copied it for me some years later onto cassette but I have since bought the DVD.
To this day I have never turned off a Carlton game midway. Not that I am hoping for a comeback win every week, just so I don't miss something special.
Unfortunately, last weekend it didn't arrive.

Crosswell would be the Chris Judd of today if he were around. He was years ahead of his time. There was NOTHING he wouldn't try onfield and his confidence and body shape let him get away with most things. A friend of mine who played with him at Scotch College Launceston, once told me that one of his teammates was assigned the duty each game of whacking Crosswell behind the ear in a pack to fire him up. Until that happened he was lackadaisical but afterwards, he would play like a demon.
Unfortunately, Brent has been ill for a while and doesn't get out as much these days I understand.

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I was 11 years old and at school. There were many Collingwood supporters there. On the Friday before the match, they were incredibly cocky. One, who was the school bully, wanted me to bet that Collingwood would win - this was really a form of standover money / extortion - this guy was a very strong and mean character.

I didnt go to the match but I was listening on a small radio at home, and turned it off at half time. But something made me want to switch it back just after the start of the third qtr.

From that point, my ear was glued to the radio.

When Carlton won, I was beside myself with joy, being unable to believe what had happenned - two words of the commentator (I think I was listening to the ABC - so I dont know who it was) stuck in my minds - Hopkins and Jesaulenko. they resonated over and over again. I couldnt get enough of that match - and I still love watching it today.

Of course, Crosswell, Jackson Mackay, Silvagni, Nicholls - all were in my mind as well - They had just immortalised themselves in 100 minutes of football.

The following Monday back at school i witnessed a very silent and contrite school bully - who was pleased that he didnt have that bet. Other Collingwood supporters were still arrogant, even in defeat.

One in partricular was trying to spin the line that it wasnt much of a victory at all, because it was only by 10 points - and he said that any team could win by 10 points.

Of course, he conveniently forgot / didnt want to mention the fact that this particular 10 pointer was a 54 point turnaround from half time - and a Grand Final as well.

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Was 20 yrs old, just missed out on Nasho-Lotto.
Went to the Second Semi Final where Collingwood beat us by 10 pts. Should have been by 6 or 7 goals they were clearly the better team.
So they were straight into the Grand Final.
Saw the Preliminary Final win against St Kilda.
Decided not at attend the Grand Final as I did not want to witness a Collingwood victory over Carlton, it would have been too distressing.
Instead, went to the McKinnon Hotel with a fellow Carlton supporter and listened to the game on the radio.
My decision not to go was justified at half time. The game was as good as over, nothing else to do but to drown our sorrows.
By 15 minutes into the third quarter we were jumping up and down on the tables as the Blues stormed back into the game.
The rest is a bit of drunken haze, but watched the replay and then went to Princes Park.
Unbelievable result.
It's one of my regrets, I wish I had gone to the game.

Yes, Crosswell was very good.
I thought Vin Waite was excellent, he kept the back line together in the first half and played attacking football in the second.
I was very critical of John Goold's efforts until I purchased the Prelim. video and saw the leg injury he copped. It was amazing that he played the following week in Grand Final.
Big Nick's towering mark in the goal square, where he plucks the ball from behind two Magpies is just great stuff. Still make my hair stand on end. Surely Carlton's greatest player and captain. (if in doubt see 1972 G.F.)
In my opinion, Kernahan was never the player, or the leader Nicholls was.

I think I poo'd myself that day.































Admittedly I was only 3 months old, so I do have an excuse.

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I also had a similar experience except I was on the North Hill at Mooney valley Races with my late father. We also thought we were gone at half time. We could not belive what happend in the second half.

I agree that big John was our gratest ever player. No one had a football brain like he and Barassi had

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The 1970 GF was a bit before my time but my Mum was there, I think she would have been about 19 at the time.

I should get her to re-tell her memories of the day... One thing I do remember her saying is that she watched the game from top deck of the Ponsford stand and was at eye-level with Jezza when he took that mark.

wasnt around back then lol, but everytime i watch a carlton match she always starts talking about it. she calls it "the good old days"

I was only 3 and a bit at the time so I have no memories of it but I reckon it would've been an awsome experience for those Carlton supporters who can remember.
I do have fond memories of '79,'81,'82,'87 and '95 though. They were the good old days when winning was contagious and losing was taboo. How times have changed.

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Mate, you never told me that before - or did you and the memory has gone!

I actually watched it on TV in Canberra (aged 23 at the time) and remember going to a ball in the Woden plaza that night wearing my carlton jumper with my dinner suit.

And still have the 3KZ vinyl LP of the game (along with the 1968 coverage)

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The good news is that Brent is in good shape now - it is a testament to the man that he has come through it. I remember him missing a stack of footy with osteomyalitis in 1972 and almost died. There were grave doubts that he would live, let alone play footy again. And the meniere's disease is now under control. I met him here in hobart in 2003 and see him regularly for coffee. In 2003 he was in a bad way, but he got to a good specialist who changed his medication regime and this year he is back teaching at two private schools in hobart. During his worst times he told me that he couldn't even get out of bed. He has two sons, one who is a champion athlete and another who is a rep. soccer player here.

Agree with Blue Sombrero that he was something else - better the Judd! Barassi reckons he is the most naturally gifted footballer he has seen or coached, but one who frustrated him so much because he was a bit lazy - only producing the goods when he wanted to. But then that was always in finals, so who cares.

And if you reckon carlton's recent efforts in player and list management is abysmal, then what about the rocket scientists who decided in 1975 to let him go after only 98 games. Typical carlton arrogance when he approached them for a pay rise - from something like $2,500 pa (yes, thats right PER ANNUM) to $4,000 and they said no. At the time in 1975, we hadn't lost a game on North Melb hadn't won a game so they said piss off! Well, remember who won the flag that year - yep North Melbourne, and who was BOG - yep again, Brent Crosswell.

And he is a champion bloke to go with the talent.

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