It’s our time. Pies by 13.
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As I said in more detail last night in the 'excuses' thread, only a win will suffice today. Anything less is failure and disappointment. Sure we can be proud of the efforts of the boys this year, but that won't help us come to terms with losing a grand final. Now that we are in the granny, we have to win it. I am hoping that we jump WC like we did the Tigers last week and have them playing catch up footy for the rest of the game. Good luck folks!I’m so nervous about this game, but also very satisfied just being in the GF. This team has exceeded expectations and outdone themselves this year
At the beginning of the finals I thought we’d lose straight sets. And I also have to admit I wanted Bucks sacked.
I really hope we turn up again and prove why we are the best club in Australia
Would have thought the weather might be be just a bit too cold to prance about with just a shirt on top. If you are suitably dressed, no one will notice your shirt underneath layers of winter woolies or padded coat.Should I iron and wear a white shirt to the game.. pointless idea considering it'll be covered in booze and spit and all sorts of shit
Might go with a black shirt. F it re!
There can’t be an auto line because that avatarless WalterBlaknWhte will go on a like spreeHey mods.
Is there an auto like button.
I just want to like every bloody thing that my fellow brothers and sisters post.
God I hope the dancing girl gif comes out at around about 5pm.
I should be going to bed but I'm a bloody mess and can't sleep.
This is when I hate the time zone difference.
I want to be here sharing and listening to everyones thoughts and feelings but I know I have to go to sleep at some stage.
Faaaaark I'm so bloody nervous.
It's probably a good thing if the players are under-prepared mentally. It may mean less anxiety. Just roll with it!This. I'm so mentally under-prepared for this GF. With 2010 I had years of prep and anticipation leading up to it. Hope the club doesn't think like me.
OK. I have gone into serious schitting myself nervous mode.
Trying to be positive but we are so good at losing these things that I am finding it hard to stay positive.
Game starts at 7.30am my time so I can't even have a beer before the game to calm my nerves.
Please win. Please please please win.
Wtf I share the same birthday as the gimp?! I feel privileged reI was born October 9th re.. happy birthday for 2 weeks.. and for all those born during the yr.. happy birthday to yas as well re.
Feeling a bit emotional and teary this morning.
To our beloved and storied club - we have some history to make today.
Mum was emotional yesterday after the parade, she’s born in collingwood, it’s so much more to her than game, the team brings back childhood memories for her.
Yep dad was the same - born in Glasgow but arrived here at age 5, apprenticed at 12yo into the boot trade and worked for Julius Marlow shoes in Clifton Hill.Mum was emotional yesterday after the parade, she’s born in collingwood, it’s so much more to her than game, the team brings back childhood memories for her.
Here comes the 6.15 from hurstbridge. Carrying the feral magpie hordes. (Not 6.15 but plenty of pies on board)
Yep dad was the same - born in Glasgow but arrived here at age 5, apprenticed at 12yo into the boot trade and worked for Julius Marlow shoes in Clifton Hill.
Like most of his mates Collingwood was a central part of his life, never missed a training session and took a thermos and cut lunch to work Saturday morning in his Gladstone bag.
Knock off work at around 11am and then straight down to Victoria park to watch the Under 18's go through their paces.
CAAARRNNAAA PIES!!!!
So true on poverty and happiness, dad was the eldest of 15 kids and I'm youngest of 11.Mum was telling me yesterday about how poor they were, they were sharing a house with another family to cover the rent.
On a Saturday my grandparents would be working a shift in the local factories so all the kids would take themselves off to the game, mum was little so the drunks in the outer would stack their slabs of beer to give her a viewing platform. Then on a Monday all the kids would wear their collingwood gear to school, much of it hand knitted.
But even though they were poor they were happy, and a large part of that was because of the club and the sense of community it fostered.