Picked North in the 1978 as a 6yo. Dad barracks for the Saints but I looked at the ladder on the TV one night and saw them at the bottom. I looked who was on top and it was North Melbourne. I thought "That's my team!" Dad thought I'd get over it until Mum went into town one day, bought me a North jumper, painted a 15 on a pillow slip and sewed in onto the back for Malcolm Blight. I was hooked, and right up to her dying day I don't think Dad ever forgave her.