Sitting in my brothers Ford Anglia listening to the radio. I was 7. He was at the match aged 16. He became a turncoat and now barracks for Adelaide.

? there were 3 teams in the GF!

He was responing to my post about the R17 game at Glenferrie.

Can we keep things as close as possible to the topic please people?

I was there as a 17 yr old with my 13 yr old brother. Front row Southern stand about Bay 13. 15 yr old brother slept outside the MCG for 3 nights to buy series tickets. (Any excuse to get out of school). The only way to be sure of a Grand Final ticket. Sadly it was the last game I saw for 20 years as I took a Saturday job working in the TAB and as footy was only played on Saturday in those days, for the sake of family finances I gave up footy. Happy to say I am now in my 31st consecutive year of membership and looking forward to that next elusive premiership.

I was there as a 17 yr old with my 13 yr old brother. Front row Southern stand about Bay 13. 15 yr old brother slept outside the MCG for 3 nights to buy series tickets. (Any excuse to get out of school). The only way to be sure of a Grand Final ticket. Sadly it was the last game I saw for 20 years as I took a Saturday job working in the TAB and as footy was only played on Saturday in those days, for the sake of family finances I gave up footy. Happy to say I am now in my 31st consecutive year of membership and looking forward to that next elusive premiership.

And I'll bet you're now a grandparent, like myself, and one or two others on this board (or bored), wondering whether you'll see another one?

And I'll bet you're now a grandparent, like myself, and one or two others on this board (or bored), wondering whether you'll see another one?

Another grandchild? Thought you were a great grand daddy Bitty.

Another grandchild? Thought you were a great grand daddy Bitty.

when bbo says grandparent i think he is referring to his alpacas. its called anthropomorphism

Another grandchild? Thought you were a great grand daddy Bitty.

when bbo says grandparent i think he is referring to his alpacas. its called anthropomorphism

Ignore these buffoons she devil.

Ignore these buffoons she devil.

Sleazy approach Bitty.

Currently 6 grandchildren. Unfortunately first 3 barrack for #?*!wood. One of them keeps sprouting all sorts of rubbish at me but I just silence him by reminding him that Melbourne has beaten Collingwood 6 times in Grand Finals. Usually works. Still working on the other 3 - a bit young to choose yet.

Edited March 24, 201411 yr by She Devil 64

Currently 6 grandchildren. Unfortunately first 3 barrack for #?*!wood. One of them keeps sprouting all sorts of rubbish at me but I just silence him by reminding him that Melbourne has beaten Collingwood 6 times in Grand Finals. Usually works. Still working on the other 3 - a bit young to choose yet.

Surely the first 3 can still be thrashed or not fed. Or, if they are too old for that, threaten to leave them out of the will.

Is this Demonland or RSVP?

Currently 6 grandchildren. Unfortunately first 3 barrack for #?*!wood. One of them keeps sprouting all sorts of rubbish at me but I just silence him by reminding him that Melbourne has beaten Collingwood 6 times in Grand Finals. Usually works. Still working on the other 3 - a bit young to choose yet.

Surely the 3 remaining clean grand kids can start to understand the word "inheritance"?

Sorry to raise the topic,but they must be raised correctly.

As we posted simultaneously ,you can see the clear contrast in outlook between myself and Bbo.

I wield a big carrot and he is more into whips.

I was very young at the time but we had been to a lot of matches that year at the G but I can't remember why we were not at the final, nor did we listen to it. The only thing that comes to mind is that we were skiing! Very cliche I know but the family went skiing every September in those days to Smiggins Holes in NSW on the cheap, we stayed in a shearers hut on a farm just out of Jindabyne. I remember I loved the farm more than the skiing. I can even remember the Jindabyne valley and old township before the valley was flooded for the dam. The family was obviously blasé about MFC premierships, we assumed the team would be successful for evermore I suppose.

I was very young at the time but we had been to a lot of matches that year at the G but I can't remember why we were not at the final, nor did we listen to it. The only thing that comes to mind is that we were skiing! Very cliche I know but the family went skiing every September in those days to Smiggins Holes in NSW on the cheap, we stayed in a shearers hut on a farm just out of Jindabyne. I remember I loved the farm more than the skiing. I can even remember the Jindabyne valley and old township before the valley was flooded for the dam. The family was obviously blasé about MFC premierships, we assumed the team would be successful for evermore I suppose.

you can only tell that story in here Hood

I still remember the days when Collingwood supporters used to always gloat about beating us in 1958 but conveniently forgetting about 55, 57, 60 and 64. Thats was during their long premiership drought after 58.

I still remember the days when Collingwood supporters used to always gloat about beating us in 1958 but conveniently forgetting about 55, 57, 60 and 64. Thats was during their long premiership drought after 58.

Just remind them that in the last 60 years, Melbourne has won twice as many flags as they have.

I was very young at the time but we had been to a lot of matches that year at the G but I can't remember why we were not at the final, nor did we listen to it. The only thing that comes to mind is that we were skiing! Very cliche I know but the family went skiing every September in those days to Smiggins Holes in NSW on the cheap, we stayed in a shearers hut on a farm just out of Jindabyne. I remember I loved the farm more than the skiing. I can even remember the Jindabyne valley and old township before the valley was flooded for the dam. The family was obviously blasé about MFC premierships, we assumed the team would be successful for evermore I suppose.

Sssshh!!!

I was very young at the time but we had been to a lot of matches that year at the G but I can't remember why we were not at the final, nor did we listen to it. The only thing that comes to mind is that we were skiing! Very cliche I know but the family went skiing every September in those days to Smiggins Holes in NSW on the cheap, we stayed in a shearers hut on a farm just out of Jindabyne. I remember I loved the farm more than the skiing. I can even remember the Jindabyne valley and old township before the valley was flooded for the dam. The family was obviously blasé about MFC premierships, we assumed the team would be successful for evermore I suppose.

need some help with these words,skiing,jindabyne and smiggins hole.?

bad luck for me to listen to the valve set{yes poor farmers here}and celebrate by kicking the footy with my brothers.

distinctly remember them disappearing as milking time was getting close,dad looked around and said "youll do give us hand to get the cows in". never forgave my brothers for that as ive nothing to celebrate since.

I was 13. Although I followed the Dees with my mum, my family up to that stage were not football goers, so I listened to it in our kitchen on an old bakelite valve radio, one of those ones with the actual stations marked on the front, like 3DB or 3LO. I remember watching the news and highlights sometime after, we had a 17" HMV B&W TV.

I started going regularly to the football in 1965 with a friend my age. My mum let me catch the train from Darling. The first eight games were great. Maybe I was the curse, not Norm Smith.

I was at the opposite end sue, in the old southern stand Richmond end.

Would you believe standing room.

We were there when the gates opened, saw the under 19's then reserves GF's

In attendance along with 102468 others, Old Southern Stand, Punt Road end, HFF.

I was near both of you; Southern Stand, ground level, Punt Road end, HFF.

Surprisingly, being aged 15, I remember more about talking with a girl, up all night outside the G, waiting in line to buy tickets.