All my Mates were Richmond so they were the only games I went to as a kid. My Old man's Dad and himself were Demons, my Mum was a Magpie. Could a been Any of those 3, but after the 1980 Granny, Number 1 didn't understand why at the age of Ten, all my friends and their Family crying, Number 2 thinking it's only a game of Footy. Number 3 thought that i didn't feel bad for Collingwood losing, didn't care for Richmond winning the Granny. Ahh the wisdom of age. When walking up the steps to the MCG and seeing the Red And Blue of the Reserves at the start of the day putting a smile on my face, I knew I was a Demon and whenever we lost produced anger. Long live all our Hearts that beat Red and Blue. Bring on the Hope of 2024.