God, I remember that Sunday night. We were on top of the ladder and I was playing soccer in the back yard thinking, for the first time (I'm only 19) "[censored], we could actually win a Premiership." Fast forward to our 5-point loss against Essendon in the Elimination Final just a month later and my emotions could not have been further apart. After that loss, I just felt sick to my stomach until at least a week after the Grand Final.
To me, that year was a million times more disappointing than our loss to the Dons in 2000 because, let's face it, nobody but the Blues were ever a chance of knocking them off that year.
As some Essendon player once put it, "Footy sucks sometimes."