Call Me What You Will

Absolutely brilliant. Up there with Round 22 1987 and the Elimination vs North and the Semi vs Sydney in 87. Never ever tire of watching those. A key link - the incomparable Tim Lane. "The G was awash with red and blue...." etc etc Fantastic! By the way, that number 4 can play a bit as well....

Ahhhh! Great to have the footy back - share the loathing - the druggies, the filth or the clowns who adjudicate.....

Yes, I agree - to have the thread or links permanently at the top of the board would be a fantastic on-going reference point. A brilliant resource. How good was Jackovic.......

I have two copies of this gem of a book. One handed down through a family of demon supporters (my great great grandfather was a member at the turn of the 20th century) and the other I picked up at a garage sale many years ago. Fascinating history of the club up to 1958 (the year I was born as fate would have it), especially the pre Great War era and of course the golden era from 1939 through to the late 50's. Not sure what the dollar value would be, but priceless in terms of demon heritage.

........training the house down........(just wanted to get poll position on this one!!)

Ah the romance of it all - the football world love the doggies, but particularly the commentators and the yellow clowns in control - nauseating.....

Just so sad that Jack Grimes turns it over and over time and time again. Career defining aspect of his game.

It was, I think the game at Waverley versus Geelong, that I began to believe the miracle may be possible. I was teaching in Warrnambool at the time and I knew that one more loss would mean the end of the dream, so I made the three hour drive week after week, with the dream building its own momentum with each victory. The greatest days of my football supporting life - ending of course in the tragedy at Waverley (which I also refuse to discuss.) When you went into the rooms before the game in the Swooper era you could always tell if the boys were "up". It was a great insight into how smart Northey was. A little bit later I remember Neil Balme and Allen Jakovich doing reverse bananas around the pylons in the old rooms, probably 20 minutes before game time. A true "match day experience" - certainly not something that the marketing clowns who run the game today would have any clue about.

The 6 week run into the 87 finals - then daylight to second.

Anyone noticing the dropping of the knees of Hawthorn No 5?

Yet, it was adjudicator No 25 who provoked the abuse that got the 50 meters against Thomas - unbelievably appalling decision for the high contact on Gibson. Thomas had every reason to scream "why".

Will the clowns who adjudicate our great game EVER be called into account? Tonight it is 19 and 32 who have running around for what seems like for ever making mind numbing decisions over and over again. And I'm sure they'll be back next week making their "two errors" per game.

Slight digression here, but did anyone notice that one of the boundary umpires yesterday was consistently throwing the ball in short. I am sure it was the same fellow who we had at Etihad against St Kilda, which from memory, lead to a couple of St Kilda goals. My biggest beef with the protected species is that are beyond accountability. AFL may give lip service to a couple of high profile errors, but the same fellows will be running around week in week out! Maybe different combinations, but still running around.

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I have a traditional long sleeved jumper - woollen with not a logo in sight. Purchased mid eighties from the great Robert Flower himself from his Forest Hill store. Excellent condition - does not fit me anymore - maybe it has shrunk, but in reality, I think I might have spread a little over the last 30 years.

That last game in 1976 was when Laurie Fowler was knocked out by Wearmouth in the first quarter in front of the outer ground. I remember he was carried around the boundary line on a stretcher to a tumultuous ovation from the demon faithful down the outer wing. Clearly inspired the fans and the team on the ground as our victory guaranteed the filths first wooden spoon. Collingwood coach? - Murray Weideman!! Also I remember that it was reported that our Bobby Skilton was hammered by meat pies as he walked around the boundary line in front of the "social" club at the end of the game. In terms of "match day" experience, I reckon this one was up there with 1987 at the western Oval.

Hi all - First time post for me - inspired by the 70s retro conversation. I was a young teenager in the early 70s and I remember John Hartman well. Always felt "safe" knowing John, the Animal and his other mates were pitched behind the goals at the away grounds. The other name I remember was Steve Hartung (I think). A great spoken memory of Steve was at Collingwood in the last round of 1976, when he came up to me during the last quarter and said 'if we win this and get into the finals, we'll arrange for tickets at the end of the game' - alas not to be. Great memories, great times!