Mate I nearly walked out with 5 to go. We were throwing everything bar the kitchen sink at them and we just couldn't crack those maroon and yellow f?@&$, I couldn't bear to watch us lose a GF to them so being in a corprate box, I was gonna go inside and drown my sorrows deluxe. I have never left a game early in 20 years of supporting my clowns (even the 60 point thrashings we got in the early days), but it was getting too much. My best mate grabbed my collar as I got up and declared my intention and said 'sit down merkin, they've been coming back all year, they've got this........' And thank christ I stayed, seeing the ending and everything that went with it is in the top 5 moments of my life.
My lesson/advice for all of you, if history has taught this muppet anything, no matter what, stay til the end of a GF. You never know what ridiculous shit the big man upstairs has in store for you......