The Mystique of the AFL Flag - Dead?

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Granted, I'm pushing 50. So I obviously see the world differently to how I saw it 30-40 years ago, but....

Does anyone care that much about winning the flag these days?

I mean in the lead up - yes.

On the day - yes.

In the immediate aftermath - yes.


But beyond that, do supporters give a shit? Do they care like they used to?

It seems that the world moves on very quickly after the AFL Grand Final these days.

The NRL comes on the week after. Cup Week kicks off. The NBA starts. The World Series is on. The NBL starts. Then the cricket is on.

The AFL seems like a distant memory about 2 days after the final siren!

Not that long ago, winning the flag seemed like a glorious and momentous achievement in which the glory was basked in for months, even years afterwards.

Doesn't seem like that now.


Or maybe it's just me?
I've never been concious for a premiership for my team so I can't tell you what it's like.

But let's just say I have long had celebratory plans in preparation for the occasion.
 

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The diehard tragics fans still exist, but they're a minority.

'Back in the day' pretty much the whole crowd at a game was diehard. Duffle coat wearing lunatics. The 'theatre goer' was a tiny minority.
Back in the day there was nothing else. This answers the premise of your question.

VFL football (in Victoria) in the winter, cricket in the summer.

Back in the primary school yards of Melbourne in the late '60s and early '70s I had no idea WTF Man U was or even existed. NFI who the Chicago Bulls were, nor would have cared.

It was just raw passion around your VFL club. Kicking the footy in the playgrounds at every opportunity. As a Richmond supporter I got into fights with my best mates who supported Collingwood or Carlton over footy.

The 1972 GF loss to Carlton hurt like hell. The 1973 GF revenge was the best day of my life as a youngster.

Sadly, I walk through the primary school yards today to pick up my grandchildren and all the young boys are playing basketball. Not a football kicked in anger.

Society has changed enormously and everything has been prostituted by the almighty dollar. So much choice now, where does one start? Cricket has been prostituted and bastardised that nothing worth winning is of real significance - not even the ashes.

The corporate suits have taken over the running of all sports. In their pursuit of the dollar they have replaced passion with passive attendance.

Premierships are still worth winning and to be valued; however, today it's very easy to switch focus on something else if you don't want to know about it.
 
Back in the day there was nothing else. This answers the premise of your question.

VFL football (in Victoria) in the winter, cricket in the summer.

Back in the primary school yards of Melbourne in the late '60s and early '70s I had no idea WTF Man U was or even existed. NFI who the Chicago Bulls were, nor would have cared.

It was just raw passion around your VFL club. Kicking the footy in the playgrounds at every opportunity. As a Richmond supporter I got into fights with my best mates who supported Collingwood or Carlton over footy.

The 1972 GF loss to Carlton hurt like hell. The 1973 GF revenge was the best day of my life as a youngster.

Sadly, I walk through the primary school yards today to pick up my grandchildren and all the young boys are playing basketball. Not a football kicked in anger.

Society has changed enormously and everything has been prostituted by the almighty dollar. So much choice now, where does one start? Cricket has been prostituted and bastardised that nothing worth winning is of real significance - not even the ashes.

The corporate suits have taken over the running of all sports. In their pursuit of the dollar they have replaced passion with passive attendance.

Premierships are still worth winning and to be valued; however, today it's very easy to switch focus on something else if you don't want to know about it.

Sub 20k crowds were common. But of course they all occurred at the same time.
 
Granted, I'm pushing 50. So I obviously see the world differently to how I saw it 30-40 years ago, but....

Does anyone care that much about winning the flag these days?

I mean in the lead up - yes.

On the day - yes.

In the immediate aftermath - yes.


But beyond that, do supporters give a shit? Do they care like they used to?

It seems that the world moves on very quickly after the AFL Grand Final these days.

The NRL comes on the week after. Cup Week kicks off. The NBA starts. The World Series is on. The NBL starts. Then the cricket is on.

The AFL seems like a distant memory about 2 days after the final siren!

Not that long ago, winning the flag seemed like a glorious and momentous achievement in which the glory was basked in for months, even years afterwards.

Doesn't seem like that now.


Or maybe it's just me?
OMG the whole summer I give all the non Hawthorn suppers shit after a flag. The threepeat was just pure ecstasy. What are you talking about ?!
 
Granted, I'm pushing 50. So I obviously see the world differently to how I saw it 30-40 years ago, but....

Does anyone care that much about winning the flag these days?

I mean in the lead up - yes.

On the day - yes.

In the immediate aftermath - yes.


But beyond that, do supporters give a shit? Do they care like they used to?

It seems that the world moves on very quickly after the AFL Grand Final these days.

The NRL comes on the week after. Cup Week kicks off. The NBA starts. The World Series is on. The NBL starts. Then the cricket is on.

The AFL seems like a distant memory about 2 days after the final siren!

Not that long ago, winning the flag seemed like a glorious and momentous achievement in which the glory was basked in for months, even years afterwards.

Doesn't seem like that now.


Or maybe it's just me?
I’m 54, and it’s absolutely, unequivocally, 100% just you.

And maybe a small but noisy minority who love reeling out the same, tired old ‘things was so much betta in da good ol’ days!’ slogans and cliches…
 

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I’m 54, and it’s absolutely, unequivocally, 100% just you.

And maybe a small but noisy minority who love reeling out the same, tired old ‘things was so much betta in da good ol’ days!’ slogans and cliches…
100% agree and 100% just him. "I don't support any team" is rubbish,
If you aren't there making the gravy then you shouldn't eat the meat, and the op is a lazy vegetarian
 

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