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I have a different slightly more personally pleasing reason for wanting to thank the hawks. Yes the years of pleasure while we constantly believed when we were five goals down that there was always a chance. Expecting greatness and having it provided year after year.

But one particular event sticks out in my mind. I was watching the hawks play in 2005, we were playing port adelaide, and they were winning at quarter time, 7.3.45 to 3.1.19 (I sepcifically remember that scoreline because of what followed.

My son (on here as skwunk) was 3 and a half. He hadn't watched a footy game before but loved numbers. He noticed the scoreline and said "what are the numbers?" I told him the first number was goals and the second was behinds and the third was the total score. He asked "Is a goal worth 6 and a behind worth 1?"

I said yes. He then proceeded to work out other scoring systems that would match that score line and told me: That is the only one that works for that score. He then went on and created other scoring systems and solved them as a result of watching that match.

A few months later (when he'd turned 4) he'd worked out (in the back seat of the car) no pen nor paper nor calculator, the number of seconds in a week, just for kicks. Recently he competed in the National AMC (Australian Mathematics Competition) at year ten level (he is 14) 2600 of Australia's school's very best matheticians in year 10 took part (out of 360,000 year ten students) he came in the 99th percentile (somewhere between 52nd and 26th in the country, a year younger than all other entrants. While he already had a love of numbers, Hawthorn, in their inimitable fashion played their role in focusing his love of numbers - arithmetic - into mathematics.

Now he loves calculus, complex numbers, matrices and I can narrow down to that one moment during the quarter time break in that match (in which we got creamed) where he went from being able to add and subtract and multiply to really getting how numbers worked. essentially Hawthorn gave him his first pair of simultaneous equations.

I know what you're thinking, Port Adelaide helped. Fcuk them.
 
I have a different slightly more personally pleasing reason for wanting to thank the hawks. Yes the years of pleasure while we constantly believed when we were five goals down that there was always a chance. Expecting greatness and having it provided year after year.

But one particular event sticks out in my mind. I was watching the hawks play in 2005, we were playing port adelaide, and they were winning at quarter time, 7.3.45 to 3.1.19 (I sepcifically remember that scoreline because of what followed.

My son (on here as skwunk) was 3 and a half. He hadn't watched a footy game before but loved numbers. He noticed the scoreline and said "what are the numbers?" I told him the first number was goals and the second was behinds and the third was the total score. He asked "Is a goal worth 6 and a behind worth 1?"

I said yes. He then proceeded to work out other scoring systems that would match that score line and told me: That is the only one that works for that score. He then went on and created other scoring systems and solved them as a result of watching that match.

A few months later (when he'd turned 4) he'd worked out (in the back seat of the car) no pen nor paper nor calculator, the number of seconds in a week, just for kicks. Recently he competed in the National AMC (Australian Mathematics Competition) at year ten level (he is 14) 2600 of Australia's school's very best matheticians in year 10 took part (out of 360,000 year ten students) he came in the 99th percentile (somewhere between 52nd and 26th in the country, a year younger than all other entrants. While he already had a love of numbers, Hawthorn, in their inimitable fashion played their role in focusing his love of numbers - arithmetic - into mathematics.

Now he loves calculus, complex numbers, matrices and I can narrow down to that one moment during the quarter time break in that match (in which we got creamed) where he went from being able to add and subtract and multiply to really getting how numbers worked. essentially Hawthorn gave him his first pair of simultaneous equations.

I know what you're thinking, Port Adelaide helped. Fcuk them.

Great story, mate! Thanks for sharing.
 
This great club has helped me get over my father's death and has helped me battle with depression, this club has literally saved my life time and time again by giving me so much hope and joy over the years and for that I thank you hawthorn because you've made me what I am today. I'm so
f#cking proud to bleed brown and gold.

Thanks for sharing this, amazing to hear and please never stop fighting that battle.

Growing up in Hawthorn with a fanatical Hawthorn supporting father brown and gold was more or less indoctrinated into my family bloodlines. But I never really saw that father too much or even really knew him growing up, because he'd leave for work in the early hours of the morning before I'd even get up and come home 10-11pm and go straight to bed.

Because of that we had a lot of trouble connecting, I resented the fact he was never around and I wasn't old enough to understand or appreciate that he was out there working his ass off so I could have opportunities he didn't.

We're quite different people and have very little in common, but we shared one thing.

A passion beyond logic and reason for the Hawthorn Football Club.

He took me to the 2013 Grand Final and to me this was still a guy I didn't really know.

But when that final siren went the first thing we did without thinking was hug each other with the sort of happiness that makes you remember a moment for a lifetime, immediately taking a photo together outside the ground proudly in our Hawthorn gear.

To this day its my absolute favorite photo of my dad because after that day we finally connected after so many years.

A guy I didn't really know and resented for not being around suddenly became a best friend, a mentor and someone that would make time for me no matter what.

Every guy here no matter what age they might be will know what role a father plays in your life, and a shared love for the Hawthorn Football Club is the reason why I finally got to know mine and saw that I couldn't have asked for a better one.
 

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Back in the late 1980's I remember reading a "Footy Dictionary" which defined the Grand Final as "A game played at the end of the season between Hawthorn and some other team".
The past four seasons have been similar.

We are truly incredibly blessed to be Hawthorn fans. Don't take it for granted. One of my best mates is a Dogs fan. He has never seen his team in a Grand Final, while I have seen 17 GF's with Hawthorn involved, and 12 premierships. No other club comes anywhere near that.

This summer will feel longer than normal, but stay happy, stay proud, and sign up again next year for the next chapter.

Go you MIGHTY HAWKS!
 
Thanks for sharing this, amazing to hear and please never stop fighting that battle.

Growing up in Hawthorn with a fanatical Hawthorn supporting father brown and gold was more or less indoctrinated into my family bloodlines. But I never really saw that father too much or even really knew him growing up, because he'd leave for work in the early hours of the morning before I'd even get up and come home 10-11pm and go straight to bed.

Because of that we had a lot of trouble connecting, I resented the fact he was never around and I wasn't old enough to understand or appreciate that he was out there working his ass off so I could have opportunities he didn't.

We're quite different people and have very little in common, but we shared one thing.

A passion beyond logic and reason for the Hawthorn Football Club.

He took me to the 2013 Grand Final and to me this was still a guy I didn't really know.

But when that final siren went the first thing we did without thinking was hug each other with the sort of happiness that makes you remember a moment for a lifetime, immediately taking a photo together outside the ground proudly in our Hawthorn gear.

To this day its my absolute favorite photo of my dad because after that day we finally connected after so many years.

A guy I didn't really know and resented for not being around suddenly became a best friend, a mentor and someone that would make time for me no matter what.

Every guy here no matter what age they might be will know what role a father plays in your life, and a shared love for the Hawthorn Football Club is the reason why I finally got to know mine and saw that I couldn't have asked for a better one.

Is someone cutting onions in here?!
 
Wow, what a difference a day makes. Last night I was desperately trying to figure out why we failed, embarrassed about straight setting, still annoyed about our 3rd quarter against the Cats, and wondering how we could keep rebuilding without bottoming out.

But today I'm overwhelmed by pride in what we've achieved, and what I believe we will achieve in the future. We simply weren't good enough this year, our percentage was terrible - I remember Clarko once saying how important percentage is, that it’s what coaches look at when assessing the opposition (one can only assume he was bluffing this year). We were lucky to finish as high as we did after the challenges we faced. Losing 4 big-men in Lake, Hale, Rough and Ceglar, trying to replace them with Sic and TOB, having our aging midfield get one year older.

Some posters said they felt relieved last night, and that's also how I feel now. I never thought I would feel relieved after missing the opportunity to fourpeat, but it's been a battle. We were like a tired wounded soldier, fighting on to save as many mates as he could, and when the end finally came it was like a blessing. Even being straight setters doesn't feel so bad, it was like the final arrows felling Leonidas at the end of 300. A glorious death.

And the future seems so bright. It will be dominated by GWS and maybe GC, but we will be up for the battle. We will be a constant thorn in the side of the AFL for decades to come. Clarko is an innovator and one of the greatest coaches of all time. His "failure" this year in revolutionizing the importance of contested footy was the price we pay for leading the competition year after year tactically. With him at the helm we can be confident our club will be thinking one step ahead, even in the face of the AFL's frankensteins.

So as many posters said, we are blessed to be supporters of this club. Missing out this year is just a blip in our 60 year dynasty, which I'm sure will have many decades to come.
 
Is someone cutting onions in here?!

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Don't think I've ever fully appreciated how great this side was until the final siren last night.

Not saying it's the end of the era or anything. We still have Clarko so I'll never close that door but it did feel like something ended. A closing of a wonderful chapter of this football clubs story.

Luckily when something ends, something begins. Hope that it brings as much joy as this whole experience has.
 
When I was a youngster I thought St.Kilda looked a good choice to follow, similar to what Adelaide Hawk wrote. But then I saw Peter Hudson and I was instantly transformed into a fully fledged Hawk. I'd go to Glenferrie Oval to watch the reserves play before the seniors and a skinny kid named Michael Tuck was at full forward, unable to get a game in the seniors because that was Huddo's domain. Boy would Tucky make his mark! Peter Hudson was, and remains, my all time favourite sportsperson.

My aunties would take me to the old Lakeside Oval night matches to see the Hawks, even though they were Carlton supporters! They knew how much I loved the Hawks, especially Huddo and Don Scott. I ran onto the ground after a match one night and got Don Scott's autograph. He was kind to me as I was unable to speak in the presence of, to me, a superhero! The only other autographs I have ever received were the girls from Bananarama and German film director Werner Herzog, a stranger trio I can scarcely imagine! We won 3 Premierships in the 70's which I thought would be our greatest era, but as we well know the 80's would deliver Hawthorn fans an avalanche of success. The hate/envy started there and would continue unabated till the present day. It was initially annoying but now we feed of off it and it makes us stronger, and is quite funny.

The last 3 years have been the most enjoyable of all our triumphs for me. After Lance Franklin, no longer Buddy to me, left I was heartbroken. He was number 3 in my all time favourite list (Darren Jarman was 4, now 3). The 2014 demolition job of his Swans ranks just after 2008 (I loathe the handbaggers) and 1971 as my favorite flag. As if you can have a real fave. They're all fantastic! We are blessed and deeply envied and I truly believe that next year could be a very big one for the Hawks with a fit Ryan Burton along with Jaeger O'Meara , Tom Mitchell and Ty Vickery. Also the possible early return of the Big Rough. But nothing could conceivably be greater than the ThreePeat heroes of the mighty Hawthorn F.C. Thank you from the depths of my being, and thanks Peter Hudson and Don Scott for making me a part of the Hawthorn family.
 
I think I've mentioned before I was basically press ganged into following the Hawks by my older brother when I was wavering because all my friends at school followed Richmond (when they were successful in the 70s). He told me that I had to barrack for Hawthorn because we had Peter Hudson and I couldn't argue with that logic!

To add to the onions... When my school friends lost interest in going to the footy my Dad stepped into the breach and we would go week in week out and it was a great bonding experience for me too, only it was father daughter bonding in my case. Dad has now passed away but I have thought of him a lot these past few years when we have won the premierships, how he would have enjoyed our recent success :) (he died in 2007 :().

More onions.... Like others I have had some challenges in my life these past few years and I was not able to go to finals this year due to a health problem but the bright light has always been the joy this team and club have given me. I credit them for keeping me sane through some very trying times. Thanks Hawthorn, you're the best :) :thumbsu:
 
I think I've mentioned before I was basically press ganged into following the Hawks by my older brother when I was wavering because all my friends at school followed Richmond (when they were successful in the 70s). He told me that I had to barrack for Hawthorn because we had Peter Hudson and I couldn't argue with that logic!

To add to the onions... When my school friends lost interest in going to the footy my Dad stepped into the breach and we would go week in week out and it was a great bonding experience for me too, only it was father daughter bonding in my case. Dad has now passed away but I have thought of him a lot these past few years when we have won the premierships, how he would have enjoyed our recent success :) (he died in 2007 :().

More onions.... Like others I have had some challenges in my life these past few years and I was not able to go to finals this year due to a health problem but the bright light has always been the joy this team and club have given me. I credit them for keeping me sane through some very trying times. Thanks Hawthorn, you're the best :) :thumbsu:
Love your post and hope you're through the worst Bumps, I can very much relate to what you're saying.
 
I first moved to Australia as a student in 2000. I still remember seeing my first game of footy on TV. The Hawks were playing Essendon and I had no clue what the bloody game was about. However, I knew I had to support the team in the Brown and Gold because my cousins were supporting that team and I also happened to be living and studying in Hawthorn and the Hawks were the underdogs. I also remember we got absolutely smashed that game but my love affair with Hawthorn had started. Since that cold night in 2000 I have seen every game, every minute, to the end be it live or recorded.


The reason I wrote this whole story is because last night it really saddened me to see some of our supporters leave the ground half way into the 4th quarter. If a club that has given you the ultimate glory the past 3 years cant get you to cheer them off then you don’t deserve to be supporters. You guys can **** off to GWS and start buying their memberships because we don’t want you.


To the Hawks players, I apologize on behalf of these fickle minded supporters. We are proud of you guys and grateful as supporters that we have been able to watch you play on the last day of the year for the past 4 years. What saddens us is not the loss but the fact that we don’t get to watch a Hawks game next week. We look forward to 2017 and will be out there in full force and will stay till the end regardless of the result.
 

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last night it really saddened me to see some of our supporters leave the ground half way into the 4th quarter. If a club that has given you the ultimate glory the past 3 years cant get you to cheer them off then you don’t deserve to be supporters. You guys can **** off to GWS and start buying their memberships because we don’t want you.

Totally agree. I drove 6 hours to be there, literally sitting in the front row. Tore my heart out to see us bow out but there was no way I was not going to stay and applaud them as they left the field, and the bulldogs for their effort as well. Terrible.
 
Totally agree. I drove 6 hours to be there, literally sitting in the front row. Tore my heart out to see us bow out but there was no way I was not going to stay and applaud them as they left the field, and the bulldogs for their effort as well. Terrible.


A non-HAWK PERSON commented to me how it was "a credit to Hawthorn that most fans stayed to the end".
I responded "So they should". If I was there I'd want to cheer them until the very last player had disappeared from sight, then I'd cheer them some more.
What they have given us fans in recent years is something the opposition can scarcely even imagine. What a great team, what a great club.
 
Love this thread, but it makes me so angry when i think back to the game on Friday night and the 100s of supporters i saw up and leaving during the last quarter. These same people probably spent the last 3 yrs talking about their side and maybe even signed up on the back of a premiership.
I made sure i was on my feat applauding the Hawks as they walked off the ground. They were shattered, we all were.
But this team has given us so much over the last 3 years, and they deserved to walk off the ground knowing how much we all thought of them.
And that just like them, as Clarko said, we will have a bit of a rest, and go again in 2017.

But to anyone that left early because we weren't going to win....non members...couldnt care.
Members....hand those cards back in.
 
Yep... Good thread.

We have been very fortunate over the last number of years. After last years 3-peat, I always viewed this year as icing on the cake.

Disappointing to go out in straight sets. But unfortunately the signs had been there all year. Percentage does not lie.

Everyone that is predicting Hawthorn to just slide down the ladder will be disappointed. If our offseason goes as plained (O'Meara, Mitchell & Vickery) along with the addition of Roughead toward the end of the year.

We will be a force, once again.
 
Love this thread, but it makes me so angry when i think back to the game on Friday night and the 100s of supporters i saw up and leaving during the last quarter

I should have waved. I missed the traffic and got home nice and early.

I sing when we win

Edit: silly me, i left in the 3rd
 

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