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One of my earliest footy memories was being at the Western Oval wearing my sleeveless Saints jumper (#1 on the back) & a Dogs supporter butted a smoke out on my bare arm.

I was probably 10.
Is t it lovely to reminisce about the good old days, when life was simple? And pure.

See skinny ten year old arm.
Butt cigarette on it.
 
I probably made the mistake of cheering a Saints goal...

Which was a very rare event in 1983.
I applaud you for making the trip, taking the pain of those years - bless your ten year old St Kilda here! Bless all of us in those years. One thing I’ll say though,- and this maybe just a part of having youthful eyes - we always seemed to compete. We had patches…A Trevor Barker mark, a Jeff Sarai elbow, a Sidebottom mark, etc
 

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I applaud you for making the trip, taking the pain of those years - bless your ten year old St Kilda here! Bless all of us in those years. One thing I’ll say though,- and this maybe just a part of having youthful eyes - we always seemed to compete. We had patches…A Trevor Barker mark, a Jeff Sarai elbow, a Sidebottom mark, etc
One of hardest parts of being an 1980's St.Kilda barracking kid was when Waltzing Matilda was sung at school (which was very often in the 80's) and multiple kids would sing out at the top of their voices;

"Waltzing Matilda, BOOO FOR ST KILDA"

Which cut me to the bone.

Compounding the trauma was that fact that my primary school in the North Eastern suburbs was dominated by Collingwood, Carlton, Essendon and Fitzroy supporters... so the added chorus was sung by 95% of the male population of the school.

Teachers included!
 

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