dannyboy wrote:
What a crazy night...the voice was a physical thing - a concrete thing, like a slab being poured, the sound just filled your whole body, it made the stands vibrate, it filled the void of the last 20 years, it washed the pain away, the dark years are gone, the light has returned and it was delivered by the voice, the single voice of the bluebagger army....never have I heard such a voice, a primal release of 20 year's disappointment.. it was the voice of a body unclenched, releasing finally the rhythmic movement disorders as we Carlton faithful have rocked ourselves to try and handle the pain...no longer do we rock with pain...we now rock with pleasure...with awe...and for those of us old enough...with memory! Oh sweet voice.,...oh sweet voice...we purged ourselves...we gave our pain wings and we sent it forth...land is found! Land is found...the rain is gone and the world is returning back to the way we remember...or the way we have heard in stories our grandparents have told us...oh we have set forth and found the voice to deliver us...sing my brethren, sing this song...scream the pain away,. revel in the glory...oh what a night! Oh what a night! late September, back in '23, what a very special time for me, Dee surrender, what a night... (showing my age again)
Walsh you gun.
Pitto's two sweet taps at the end...Gawn is gone, Gawn is gone!
Crippa the anvil that takes the hammer time and time again
Weiters the iceberg floating in the oval ocean, clam and very very dangerous.
TDK...oh those moments you forget your height and pretend to be the rover...I love them moments!
Cerra is the heart...Doc is the soul!
Acres...@#$%&! me dead Acres how many times can you save and finish, save and finish! Oh sweetest of trades....
There are so many more...so many moments...we dug so deep the Grand canyon has got nothing on our boys!
Yep I'm still floating except...and the more I watch the more the except grows...I know soon I'll be having nightmares of Acres missing that last shot...cos..well cos the more times I watch it the closer that ball gets to hitting the post!And this except more than anything shows how things have turned around...now I dread the bad thing that didn't happen - for twenty odd @#$%&! years I've been dreading the dreams filled with all the good things that didn't happen.
We are back! We are back!
Go Blues!