Well wot a topic.

I was 14, but a Melbourne supporter as an answer to the question who do you support . Since I was 5 and same question asked.  I did not go to games for 2 years and met the cheer squad. 

MT, John, Stan, Gordon and Don, in particular. 
did not think it would be 57 years and 2 Failed GF ‘s  to finish on top and a decent chance to win it again.

go Dees 

2 - can't remember much of the game strangely :)

Just worked it out after years of wondering... 57 days old for me!

Love reading all the posts about the glory days when footy was footy ,when the players played for the jumper and wore their hearts on their sleeves.Only hope the team of today appreciate what came before them and try to emulate them

1 hour ago, 640MD said:

Well wot a topic.

I was 14, but a Melbourne supporter as an answer to the question who do you support . Since I was 5 and same question asked.  I did not go to games for 2 years and met the cheer squad. 

MT, John, Stan, Gordon and Don, in particular. 
did not think it would be 57 years and 2 Failed GF ‘s  to finish on top and a decent chance to win it again.

go Dees 

After 7 years in the cheer squad, in 1970 I started uni and didn't get back to going to games until 1984, partly because I'd moved to the Surfcoast.

I met Mick Pierce who worked as a ski instructor at Buller.
He informed me that he was one of the four (? maybe two) holding up the run through for the '64 GF.

I think Mick was taller than the run through.

I think this thread has finally put to bed the fallacy that old codgers can't operate tech devices. 

12 years old in '64 and two years into my Demon journey. I grew up in Hawthorn amid a family of Hawks supporters. I got tired of walking to Glenferrie Oval and watching Hawthorn get pummeled every week, so decided to follow the Dees. It's been a long time coming, with lots of soul-searching along the way as Hawthorn became a dominant force, but I believe the time is now near. It was my birthday on Sunday and the best gift I got was when my son facetimed me with him and his two young ones all dressed in Dees jumpers and scarves. My whole family, kids and grandkids, are Dees supporters and proud of it. I'm a happy man!

GO DEES!

I was 15 and stood in the open grandstand under the old scoreboard so I watched Neil Crompton's kick sailing directly towards me. What a joy.

Who would have thought that I would still be waiting for a repeat performance after 57 years. At least I have my whole family (kids, grandkids) to support me. For them it would all be new.

Go de4es.

46 minutes ago, forever demons said:

Love reading all the posts about the glory days when footy was footy ,when the players played for the jumper and wore their hearts on their sleeves.Only hope the team of today appreciate what came before them and try to emulate them

Have a watch of Trac’s post-match interview.

The 2021 team are, without a doubt, playing for the jumper.

My mum was 11, and I was 19 years from birth.

I’ve got to admit, as a man in my 20s, I always cringed a little at the older generation of Melbourne supporters who just wanted to talk about the glory years of what is literally a lifetime ago. Dropping these dusty old names that meant nothing to me. I knew of the Norm Smith Medal for a lot of years before I knew he was an all-time great Melbourne man.

As I’ve progressed through to my late 30s, and had the youthful optimism beaten out of me by some pretty dismal failures, I’ve come to appreciate how precious that success is and how much it is to be cherished when it happens. You folk who can remember Melbourne flags are so lucky. I hope we can all share another very soon. And rest assured, if we lift the cup up in 2021, my grandkids not having any idea or interest in who Max Gawn and Christian Petracca were won’t stop me from talking about them.

5 hours ago, DeeZone said:

I had just turned 19 and was living in the country, I had just turned 10 when we won in 1955, what a remarkable run we had, no TV up in the sticks. Sporting Globe, Herald & Sun newspapers were all over it. Great memories.

Nobody in Melbourne had a tv in 1955. It came to Melbourne in 1956 for the Olympics.

Negative 30 years.

To give another perspective. Three or four years after our last Premiership a Hawthorn player or official would come to my school to try and give away free tickets to the Hawks game at Glenferrie on the Saturday afternoon. No one would take the tickets for love or money. The Hawks were a lowly club with only one flag. We were the Mighty dominant  Demons,, Our home ground at the MCG all to ourselves. Friends and allies of the all powerful Melbourne Cricket Club. Only Collingwood and Essendon on 13 and 12 Flags respectively could challenge us for footy jumpers in the School playground.

3 hours ago, WalkingCivilWar said:

Yep. That’s so me. Particularly the clean scalp….

I turned 15 in the middle of 1964 and by that time, I had been a supporter for almost 10 years. In 1954, Father Christmas presented me with a tie that had a Melbourne footballer on it and lo and behold, I was a fan for life. We won 6 flags in the next 10 years.

 I couldn’t get a ticket to the ‘64 grand final but managed to get invited to the Channel 2 studios where I watched it in an auditorium on black and white screens with about 100 others, almost all of them local aged care residents. 

The one grand final that I made it to was in 1960 when it rained from start to finish and we held Collingwood to the lowest score ever in a grand final - 2.2.14. When I got home, I had to work in the family milk bar in the northern suburbs selling Heralds and Sporting Globes to disgruntled Pies fans. 

My recollection of winning grand finals was the feeling of happiness and euphoria, one that I hope we’ll all be experiencing in a little over a month’s time.

I was not born.

1 hour ago, M_9 said:

After 7 years in the cheer squad, in 1970 I started uni and didn't get back to going to games until 1984, partly because I'd moved to the Surfcoast.

I met Mick Pierce who worked as a ski instructor at Buller.
He informed me that he was one of the four (? maybe two) holding up the run through for the '64 GF.

I think Mick was taller than the run through.

Yes,   Michael was tall, but thin, thought he was a soccer goalie as well, have not seen him for many years, If you were there in 1970 probably I would remember your name and face, but that was too many beers ago to be sure    Cheers Go Dees   its good that so many older supporters can still cheer a win but too many have already fallen off the perch. 

John Hartmann in particular about 3 years ago. 

 

When I got home, I had to work in the family milk bar in the northern suburbs selling Heralds and Sporting Globes to disgruntled Pies fans. 

Yes at that time a paper round or selling on the corner up on Glenhuntly Road  did all that.

I was 27 at the time but I was in the Navy at the time and was at sea somewhere an I listened to it on the radio. The last time 

I saw them fight for the flag was in 1958 when I was doing my training at HMAS Cerberus such a long time ago

Beachball

20 minutes ago, Whispering_Jack said:

I turned 15 in the middle of 1964 and by that time, I had been a supporter for almost 10 years. In 1954, Father Christmas presented me with a tie that had a Melbourne footballer on it and lo and behold, I was a fan for life. We won 6 flags in the next 10 years.

 I couldn’t get a ticket to the ‘64 grand final but managed to get invited to the Channel 2 studios where I watched it in an auditorium on black and white screens with about 100 others, almost all of them local aged care residents. 

The one grand final that I made it to was in 1960 when it rained from start to finish and we held Collingwood to the lowest score ever in a grand final - 2.2.14. When I got home, I had to work in the family milk bar in the northern suburbs selling Heralds and Sporting Globes to disgruntled Pies fans. 

My recollection of winning grand finals was the feeling of happiness and euphoria, one that I hope we’ll all be experiencing in a little over a month’s time.

I love this story. I think it’s pretty cute that a 5yo boy got a tie from Santa. 💖

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6 hours ago, M_9 said:

I was 13 and seated in the lower section of the old Northern stand. Ray Gabelich took his three bounces right in front of me.

I'd joined the cheer squad 2 years earlier. Great memories with MT as president. Some of us  were responsible for the banners. Mine was The Never Say Die Demons.

I'd get the first train (4:15am) from Parkdale, or sleep at the ground. We never slept at Vic Park or Windy Hill (too dangerous).

When the Saints moved to Linton Street we made a bonfire from some of the pickets we pulled off the new fence.

The Saints cheer squad invited us to join them for the night in the St Johns Ambulance room. Quite an eyeopener for a young boy with the stretchers getting quite a workout with Saints and Dees supporters fraternising.

Hassa Mann was my favourite player and I had a banner with his name on it.

Great memories.

PS a shout out to Dobbo and Ken Saw

And a big shout out back at you. You slept outside of "T-Section" before the grannie? We spent the week there.

1 hour ago, Pinball Wizard said:

Nobody in Melbourne had a tv in 1955. It came to Melbourne in 1956 for the Olympics.

Sorry PW I was referring to 1964, on a still night you could pick up Adelaide in the Roxy Cafe in Merbein. Lol

Thirteen years old, Bay 13, up against the wire fence just down from the bars in what is now the Southern stand. Equipped with torn up phone directories to toss in the air every time we scored. Great vantage point to watch Gabba's run and fumble. Froggy's goal came from nowhere, up went the paper! The rest is a red and blue haze.

1 minute ago, maximum bob said:

Thirteen years old, Bay 13, up against the wire fence just down from the bars in what is now the Southern stand. Equipped with torn up phone directories to toss in the air every time we scored. Great vantage point to watch Gabba's run and fumble. Froggy's goal came from nowhere, up went the paper! The rest is a red and blue haze.

I remember when directories were handed out and we would go around the neighbourhood asking if people wanted them. Those given to us were cut up for the cheer squad. We fortunately found a printer in Carnegie who would let us go through his off scraps which again were used for ticker tape. The first train from Carnegie on game day was a hassle getting bags of cutup paper and banners on. Fortunately Jim Cardwell (Secretary) found a spare room for us under the old pavilion for the banners. Lots more memories were had.

 

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Am absolutely loving everyones stories here.  Thanks to all.