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Same here Nate in 2013 I was back in Australia for my week off watching the freo game , at a point in the game when we had won it I burst into tears, my partner who knew nothing about footy , said what’s up with you and I said I never believed we would play finals in the rest of my misearable life and to see another 3 flags is amazing , I put my hand up and say I was never a passionate supporter of Hardwick but I am forever gratefull to have seen three more premierships , just below Hafey in my estimation who also led us to flags after a long drought.I’m 47yo and I remember growing up, all I wanted was for Richmond to be competitive most weeks. Not win flags or even make finals, just don’t be a laughing stock more often than not.
Then in 2013 I couldn’t believe we’d made finals. I shed a tear at that first final in front of 95,000 fans as the team ran out … had my 6yo and 8yo boys in tow. What a great moment seeing them back on the big stage… then finals failures hit and the idea of just being happy to be ‘competitive’ was yesterdays news …. now I needed to win a final to be satisfied.
Then came 2017 first final against the Cats, who’d toyed with us for 3 decades and had a 13-game winning streak against us. I’d already worked out we lost the first final to the Cats, then get done in the second final to Sydney … straight sets, cya later Tigers.
Then we dominated the Cats early but scores were level around half-time. We’d missed our moment and the heartache was coming …. then Dusty played a second half for the ages and the heartache didn’t come ….. we’d actually won a final for the first time in 16-years! My now 10yo and 12yo boys were in tow. What a night!
Then came the PF… greatest footy night of my life. But at what stage would the dagger through the heart come? As it had for 37-years at some stage each season. A tough struggle but then we kicked clear, only to somehow have GWS close to within 20-points with plenty of time on the clock…. this was going to be it. The ultimate dagger, losing to GWS in front of 95,000 fans. How could you do it to me? But then, they settled and Jack, who’d been well beaten all game, took a mark and snapped the sealer. We were home, and Jack who was my kids hero had delivered.
At this time I was satisfied. I get to see a GF. What a journey and what an effort. But Crows had been dominant and looked too big a task. Went to the game with boys again in tow. Crows kicked the first 2 x goals and the dream was finally over. But it wasn’t a dagger, it was just a clap for the season that had been, but all good things must come to an end….
But then ….. the game started to shift. Caddy snapped a goal and Jack missed a couple, but we were suddenly in the game. But the second quarter was the Crows best all season, so they’d respond…. but in the second we kicked 4 goals to zip. I was in the forward pocket, city end. Just before half time I said to the boys …”Look, Dusty has just drifted to FF” …. Then Prestia clears and Dusty did what Dusty does to give us a half time lead..maybe, just maybe we were a chance.
Then the third quarter we couldn’t miss … Castagna even nailed one straight through the middle. If we could just kick the first of the last quarter we should be home …. but the dagger was surely going to come…. just how unbearable would it be.
Then we kicked to a 45-point lead, and the bloke next me made the terrible mistake of saying “we’re home” …. I said “why would you say that?”, despite all logic suggesting we were home.
But then the grim reaper appeared, and the Crows kicked 2-goals in minute to bring it back to 33-points. OMG … this dagger with the Cross kicking 8-straight goals was going to be the worst yet.
Then Betts took a mark about 45m out and it was about to be 27-points with 10-minutes left. But he inexplicably played on. Then dished off and I think it was Cameron got caught HTB …. was that the moment passed for the Crows?
Just one more goal to seal it Tigers… for f**CK’s sake just put me out of my misery.
Then we missed a shot to seal it to leave the slightest of chances. Then from the kick out Townsend marked. This was it. Kick this and the dagger is put to bed. Straight through the high diddle diddle it went, and me and my boys celebrated the next 10 minutes like never before.
That was enough. I could die happy. I never thought I’d see a competitive team, or a finals win, and certainly never a flag. Then me and my kids saw 3…. freakin 3 of the bloody things!!
My old man is a Saints supporter and was there in 1966 as an 18yo. He’s in in aged care home and I hope beyond hope he gets to feel what we all felt for 4 x amazing years.
Losing still hurts like hell and we seem to have found some more daggers with all these close losses ….. but 2017-2020 means the pain only lingers for days, not weeks, months or years on end.
Thanks Dimma …. a true Tigerman forever !
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a lot of people say Hardwick is our greatest coach but in my book it was Tommy .
the king is dead long live the king