your memories of the 1970 grand final

AGRO · **Posted:** Tue Jun 26, 2007 10:40 pm

popeye wrote:

AGRO wrote:

Mickstar wrote:

This football club has a magnificent history and without doubt.

The previous board/administration cocked up a lot of things but one of the few things they got very right was to allow John Nicholls the privilege of walking of with the final ball at Princes Park in our final home game there. :wink:

Of course the previous administration has everyhting to do with memories of the 1970 grand final. Glass half empty right.

Pity Carlton won that grand final, they could have tanked for draft picks - oh they weren't around.

BTW, 1970 GF was fantastic.

You want to hijack the thread with inane abuse go right ahead. :roll:

Whats the go pal are you overdosing on Cream Cheese and Spinach New York Bagels. :roll:

Jarusa · **Joined:** Sat Feb 26, 2005 9:00 am **Posts:** 23123

Hey guys, lovely thread so far, lets see if there are any more great memories out there. :-D

AGRO · **Posted:** Tue Jun 26, 2007 10:51 pm

Everybody wants to invade Poland. :wink:

bluekettle · **Joined:** Wed Feb 14, 2007 11:42 am **Posts:** 336

What stands in my mind all this time is that there was this young girl about 15 years or so and she was crying her heart out at half time because we were so far behind and she was still crying at three quarter time because we caught up to Collingwood and was still crying with delight at the end of the game because we won.

Bort · **Joined:** Tue Mar 01, 2005 9:38 pm **Posts:** 101

kkk wrote:

At 3/4 time the general consensus was that the Blues third term was a mighty effort but we would be unable to sustain it.

Barassi has told a story (and I wish I could remember when & where, as I've only read/heard it once) that has its beginning at the 69 GF. At half-time we were 4 goals down, but we played a terrific 3rd qtr, only to have Richmond over-run in the last qtr. That night in his report in The Herald, Alf Brown wrote something like "I don't know what Barassi said to his players at three-quarter time, but I hope he said that he was proud of their effort in that quarter."

Barassi thought it an interesting comment, and kept it for a rainy day. That rainy day was a full year later. Again we were behind at half-time of the GF, and again we had a terrific third quarter.

So during his three quarter time speech Barassi said something like "I want to say that, win or lose, I am proud of the way you played that quarter."

And all around were players saying "Lose? What are you talking about? We're going to win this."

spuddie · **Joined:** Tue Mar 01, 2005 1:07 pm **Posts:** 236

One good thing to come out of this weekend just gone is that Carlton still holds the honour for having played in the best-attended VFL/AFL game at both the MCG and Telstra Dome ie the 1970 GF (MCG) and the match against Hawthorn two weeks back (TD); the Pies were a chance to take this honour off them last night but didn't quite happen

Bort · **Joined:** Tue Mar 01, 2005 9:38 pm **Posts:** 101

I was 10 years old in 1970 and my father and I went to the MCG to see if we could scalp some tickets. The best we could find were $45 a seat and $15 for standing. That (20 or 30 times face value) was way too much for my dad, so we went home and listened to the match on the radio.

At least I did; my father gave up listening at half-time. I spent the first 10-15 minutes of the 3rd quarter calling out to my father every time weâ€™d kicked another goal. He soon got the message and was back by the radio.

Years later I was telling this to the girl whoâ€™d become my wife. Sheâ€™s also a Carlton fan and she said the exact same thing happened at her home. Iâ€™m betting that it was a day in which a lot of 9 and 10 year olds showed their fathers what true Club Loyalty is about.

Consistency · **Joined:** Mon May 12, 2008 9:27 pm **Posts:** 1

I was 15 and there with my Dad, sister and brother, Uncle and 2 cousins on the upper deck of what was the then three year old ‘Western Stand’, sitting in a row between one of the stair exits and the cyclone fence of the member’s reserve.

What an epic. The Blues were completely out of it in the first quarter but I do remember the strong feeling we were getting back into the game in the second. My Dad told me not to forget the day we went to see Barassi’s first game at Victoria Park as a Carlton player in 1965 where we gave the Pies a 5 goal start and came roaring home to win. We have long memories us Carlton supporters and his words gave me some hope. But in reality we were still being beaten in most positions.

I still recall the Collingwood fans cockiness at half time (and let’s face it who wouldn’t be confident with a lead like that) and the cheek of their cheer squad in setting up a run through at the start of the third quarter. I remember the near silence of the crowd when Carlton came back onto the field and how we laughed when Vin Waite ran right through their black and white banner… we took it as a bit of an omen. If you ever want to test the claims of someone who brags about being one of the 121,000+ actually there on that September day in 1970 just ask them what happened when the Blues ran onto the ground for the third quarter.

The third quarter itself was a wild blur of play on football and cheering. I can still see Syd Jackson’s brilliant left foot snap on the boundary and the running shot of Robbie Walls. The crowd noise was just so loud and it never seemed to let up for the rest of the game.

It’s hard to describe the last quarter. Sure, there was a strong element of hope the team could do it but after each passing minute you couldn’t help sensing the Mighty Blues were actually going to run over that mob. This isn’t hindsight either as I clearly remember feeling the growing momentum as the Carlton boys went in hard all over the field… they were absolutely relentless as Collingwood’s game plan and fitness level steadily fell away. Personally, I think our players learned from the year before against Richmond where we burnt ourselves out in the third quarter of the GF trying to catch up.

One highlight for me came late in the last quarter when Jezza marked among a pack of players on the outer wing and played on. One of the best jumps and contested grabs in a GF you will ever see. His final bouncing goal a few minutes later was the icing on the cake and I remember all of us practically leaning over the people in front (Collingwood supporters of course) virtually ‘willing’ that ball through. Screams, yells, curses, tears, clenched fists to the sky… it was all there… all amazing.

Yet, still it wasn’t over and we all knew that but we also could sense the boys had a bit more left in the tank to hold on. It was all over when Ross ‘Twiggy’ Dunne just missed a very gettable set shot after receiving another dubious Jolley free kick.

Crosswell was rightly universally acclaimed at the time as BOG and the retrospective award given to David McKay 25 years later by a panel of ‘experts’ was a cruel slap in the face to ‘Tiger’. Don’t get me wrong, McKay was an excellent player for us on that day but remember his direct opponent kicked Collingwood’s first goal in the 4th. Crosswell was there for us over the full game and generated his own and many other scoring chances. Bobby Rose simply couldn’t find anyone to match him up.

I don’t remember hearing the final siren but I can still see everyone jumping up as one. Bedlam! Delirious would be another word for our supporters. I felt like I was floating as we hurried down the many back stairs of the Western stand after the game. Dad told me to quieten down my loud celebrations just in case some cheesed off Pie supporter had a go. But it didn’t seem to matter …they were in shock just as we were … we all had just witnessed one of the greatest and most stunning form reversals in football history.

Deano Supremo · **Posted:** Tue May 13, 2008 6:28 pm

That's a pretty impressive bump.

Kaptain Kouta · **Joined:** Mon Feb 28, 2005 12:41 pm **Posts:** 63509

Consistency wrote:

I was 15 and there with my Dad, sister and brother, Uncle and 2 cousins on the upper deck of what was the then three year old ‘Western Stand’, sitting in a row between one of the stair exits and the cyclone fence of the member’s reserve.

What an epic. The Blues were completely out of it in the first quarter but I do remember the strong feeling we were getting back into the game in the second. My Dad told me not to forget the day we went to see Barassi’s first game at Victoria Park as a Carlton player in 1965 where we gave the Pies a 5 goal start and came roaring home to win. We have long memories us Carlton supporters and his words gave me some hope. But in reality we were still being beaten in most positions.

I still recall the Collingwood fans cockiness at half time (and let’s face it who wouldn’t be confident with a lead like that) and the cheek of their cheer squad in setting up a run through at the start of the third quarter. I remember the near silence of the crowd when Carlton came back onto the field and how we laughed when Vin Waite ran right through their black and white banner… we took it as a bit of an omen. If you ever want to test the claims of someone who brags about being one of the 121,000+ actually there on that September day in 1970 just ask them what happened when the Blues ran onto the ground for the third quarter.

The third quarter itself was a wild blur of play on football and cheering. I can still see Syd Jackson’s brilliant left foot snap on the boundary and the running shot of Robbie Walls. The crowd noise was just so loud and it never seemed to let up for the rest of the game.

It’s hard to describe the last quarter. Sure, there was a strong element of hope the team could do it but after each passing minute you couldn’t help sensing the Mighty Blues were actually going to run over that mob. This isn’t hindsight either as I clearly remember feeling the growing momentum as the Carlton boys went in hard all over the field… they were absolutely relentless as Collingwood’s game plan and fitness level steadily fell away. Personally, I think our players learned from the year before against Richmond where we burnt ourselves out in the third quarter of the GF trying to catch up.

One highlight for me came late in the last quarter when Jezza marked among a pack of players on the outer wing and played on. One of the best jumps and contested grabs in a GF you will ever see. His final bouncing goal a few minutes later was the icing on the cake and I remember all of us practically leaning over the people in front (Collingwood supporters of course) virtually ‘willing’ that ball through. Screams, yells, curses, tears, clenched fists to the sky… it was all there… all amazing.

Yet, still it wasn’t over and we all knew that but we also could sense the boys had a bit more left in the tank to hold on. It was all over when Ross ‘Twiggy’ Dunne just missed a very gettable set shot after receiving another dubious Jolley free kick.

Crosswell was rightly universally acclaimed at the time as BOG and the retrospective award given to David McKay 25 years later by a panel of ‘experts’ was a cruel slap in the face to ‘Tiger’. Don’t get me wrong, McKay was an excellent player for us on that day but remember his direct opponent kicked Collingwood’s first goal in the 4th. Crosswell was there for us over the full game and generated his own and many other scoring chances. Bobby Rose simply couldn’t find anyone to match him up.

I don’t remember hearing the final siren but I can still see everyone jumping up as one. Bedlam! Delirious would be another word for our supporters. I felt like I was floating as we hurried down the many back stairs of the Western stand after the game. Dad told me to quieten down my loud celebrations just in case some cheesed off Pie supporter had a go. But it didn’t seem to matter …they were in shock just as we were … we all had just witnessed one of the greatest and most stunning form reversals in football history.

This is one of the best posts I have read on this site. Ever.

Wrap this baby up and send it to the Blueseum!

Jarusa · **Joined:** Sat Feb 26, 2005 9:00 am **Posts:** 23123

This thread already had a link in the Blueseum from the 1970 GF page.

I'm guessing this is where Consitency found the thread. :wink:

Great post Consistency!

camel · **Posted:** Tue May 13, 2008 7:06 pm

What a fantastic read. Thank you! :-D

AGRO · **Posted:** Tue May 13, 2008 8:21 pm

Yep my Poland crack got under everyone's radar - would be worth a banning these days. :wink:

Dont mention the 1970 Grand Final - I mentioned it once but I think I got away with it.

:wink:

shuffagus · **Posted:** Wed May 14, 2008 4:07 pm

i wasnt born. but i got it on dvd...
same with '69 and '72

Siegfried · **Joined:** Fri Jun 24, 2005 12:30 pm **Posts:** 2864

Consistency wrote:

I was 15 and there with my Dad, sister and brother, Uncle and 2 cousins on the upper deck of what was the then three year old ‘Western Stand’, sitting in a row between one of the stair exits and the cyclone fence of the member’s reserve.

What an epic. The Blues were completely out of it in the first quarter but I do remember the strong feeling we were getting back into the game in the second. My Dad told me not to forget the day we went to see Barassi’s first game at Victoria Park as a Carlton player in 1965 where we gave the Pies a 5 goal start and came roaring home to win. We have long memories us Carlton supporters and his words gave me some hope. But in reality we were still being beaten in most positions.

I still recall the Collingwood fans cockiness at half time (and let’s face it who wouldn’t be confident with a lead like that) and the cheek of their cheer squad in setting up a run through at the start of the third quarter. I remember the near silence of the crowd when Carlton came back onto the field and how we laughed when Vin Waite ran right through their black and white banner… we took it as a bit of an omen. If you ever want to test the claims of someone who brags about being one of the 121,000+ actually there on that September day in 1970 just ask them what happened when the Blues ran onto the ground for the third quarter.

The third quarter itself was a wild blur of play on football and cheering. I can still see Syd Jackson’s brilliant left foot snap on the boundary and the running shot of Robbie Walls. The crowd noise was just so loud and it never seemed to let up for the rest of the game.

It’s hard to describe the last quarter. Sure, there was a strong element of hope the team could do it but after each passing minute you couldn’t help sensing the Mighty Blues were actually going to run over that mob. This isn’t hindsight either as I clearly remember feeling the growing momentum as the Carlton boys went in hard all over the field… they were absolutely relentless as Collingwood’s game plan and fitness level steadily fell away. Personally, I think our players learned from the year before against Richmond where we burnt ourselves out in the third quarter of the GF trying to catch up.

One highlight for me came late in the last quarter when Jezza marked among a pack of players on the outer wing and played on. One of the best jumps and contested grabs in a GF you will ever see. His final bouncing goal a few minutes later was the icing on the cake and I remember all of us practically leaning over the people in front (Collingwood supporters of course) virtually ‘willing’ that ball through. Screams, yells, curses, tears, clenched fists to the sky… it was all there… all amazing.

Yet, still it wasn’t over and we all knew that but we also could sense the boys had a bit more left in the tank to hold on. It was all over when Ross ‘Twiggy’ Dunne just missed a very gettable set shot after receiving another dubious Jolley free kick.

Crosswell was rightly universally acclaimed at the time as BOG and the retrospective award given to David McKay 25 years later by a panel of ‘experts’ was a cruel slap in the face to ‘Tiger’. Don’t get me wrong, McKay was an excellent player for us on that day but remember his direct opponent kicked Collingwood’s first goal in the 4th. Crosswell was there for us over the full game and generated his own and many other scoring chances. Bobby Rose simply couldn’t find anyone to match him up.

I don’t remember hearing the final siren but I can still see everyone jumping up as one. Bedlam! Delirious would be another word for our supporters. I felt like I was floating as we hurried down the many back stairs of the Western stand after the game. Dad told me to quieten down my loud celebrations just in case some cheesed off Pie supporter had a go. But it didn’t seem to matter …they were in shock just as we were … we all had just witnessed one of the greatest and most stunning form reversals in football history.

You may have justovertaken Bluemeannie for the best first post ever!

Welcome to TC, and thanks for that. Your description of you willing Jezza's bouncing ball through is so vivid, I can see it.

POW.

Warby · **Posted:** Wed May 14, 2008 5:36 pm

Consistency wrote:

I was 15 and there with my Dad, sister and brother, Uncle and 2 cousins on the upper deck of what was the then three year old ‘Western Stand’, sitting in a row between one of the stair exits and the cyclone fence of the member’s reserve.

Great post!.....I was lucky enough to be there too with my Dad.

If you get a chance....you should enjoy my memories of that game and many others since then including some really good pics here.......just click on this link....

http://www.talkingcarlton.com/phpBB2/vi ... +scrapbook

Donstuie · **Posted:** Wed May 14, 2008 5:45 pm

My old man (filth supporter) was at the game, and was about 4-5 rows back right in front of where Jezza took the mark. He said that even filth supporters applauded it.

Sam Sunshine · **Joined:** Wed Oct 17, 2007 11:59 am **Posts:** 202

I ended up with a entry to the members that day. At Half time when the scoreboard showed there was a mountain to climb, I watched Barassi come down from where he ws watching the game (a viewing platform built for the occasion). What amazed me at the time was he was smiling and showed confidence.

I had been a fan of Barassi since a kid and was an intent follower of him as a player and as a coach at Carlton.

There had been a few signs of more competitive play in the late 2nd quarter but not many. Not enough to be confident. It was time to roll the dice.

It was the ball movement in the 3rd quarter that allowed players to run into position and free themselves from their opponents. This faster ball movement allowed more scoring opportunities.

In the last quarter it was Big Nick in the goal square either marking or tapping the ball into Hopkins hands for close shots at goal. As the scores moved closer, the intensity of the crowd built. When Calrton moved ahead, the roar from the supporters was intense.

In both cases these were not the usual experiments tried in a Grand Final. that they worked is a great outcome but that the Coach had the courage to try something different when all appeared to be lost is the key to the game.

Carlton was outplayed in the first half. Collingwood were out coached in the second half.

budzy · **Joined:** Mon Feb 28, 2005 11:17 am **Posts:** 8128

Brilliant posts Consistency & Sam Sunshine. Fantastic reads!

Sam Sunshine wrote:

...the Coach had the courage to try something different when all appeared to be lost is the key to the game.

I liken what you say Barrassi did to what the Carlton members did at the February '07 election.

GO BLUES!!!

TruBlueBrad · **Posted:** Wed May 14, 2008 7:11 pm

Consistency wrote:

I still recall the Collingwood fans cockiness at half time (and let’s face it who wouldn’t be confident with a lead like that) and the cheek of their cheer squad in setting up a run through at the start of the third quarter. I remember the near silence of the crowd when Carlton came back onto the field and how we laughed when Vin Waite ran right through their black and white banner…

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