R&WTILLIDIE
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The day we merged with Illawarra is still embarrassing. People still call us St Merge.
You forgot Steve Price!38-0 in the 1975 grand final is hard to beat, but the club came back with Bath's babes two years later.
The Young, Farrar and McGregor eras were prolonged periods of mediocrity and misery.
here here..Semi spot on the line against Penrith and rather a win at all costs mentality let’s play an injured Dan “Fu**ing” Hunt so he can celebrate a milestone game. And who was the coach that bequeathed him that honour? Some nice guy.
Not a fan Sinead.Fans cheering JDB like a returning hero
Fans making signs in his honour
The club not effing off JDB when they had the chance
Resigning JDB on big money
JDB hiding under a bed
JDBs cold dead eyes
Then there was the 70-10 loss embarrassment at the MCG in 2000 by the purple cheats straight after Mundine mouthed off before the game. Made the GF embarrassment almost non existent.
I was at both games, I'm still hurting brothers1999. Leading 14-0 at half time and cruising.
Only to lose 18-20 with a penalty try (kick in front).
Never before. Never again.
I was at the ground that day.The 38-0 in ‘75 was embarrassing for me and I didn’t even have to deal with it for several weeks due to being overseas on a family holiday and we didn’t actually find out until we were in taxi (St George Taxi) home from the airport! These days we would’ve watched it live anywhere in the world on our phones/tablets and switched off at half time!
I was there too. So disappointing, particularly after the euphoric and proud feeling of beating firstly Manly and then Easts in the semi finals. We beat the more favoured Manly without Changa and Barry Beath with Teddy Goodwin scoring one of the best individual tries i’ve ever seen; then we followed that up when Henry Tatana kicked 4 superb penalty goals to beat that amazing Easts side in the upset of the year in the Major Semi. The high and lows of sport…I was at the ground that day.
It was only 5 nil at half time and no one started leaving until much later in the game. Like many who grew up in the district, I idolized Changa, then and now, so I was crushed, but not embarrassed. Not even by the white boots.
This current situation is a completely different story. I will never support a different NRL side, but my enthusiasm for the sport is being tested.
I was there that night at the MCG, in my red V, after the game I walked around the to the back carpark of the offices, dressing rooms, of the MCG, I saw Bill Harrigan the referee of the game and the 99 grand final, and Chris Anderson, the coach of the storm, and a few other suited up dudes, all stare at me, in a surprised look on there face, and all get in the same car, laughing, smiling, and driving outThen there was the 70-10 loss embarrassment at the MCG in 2000 by the purple cheats straight after Mundine mouthed off before the game. Made the GF embarrassment almost non existent.
It was a grim afternoon. I was shell-shocked for about 6 months. I lived in Concord at the time and I could not even look at the Olympic Stadium for about 6 months.A September evening in 1999 and a young man boards a train from Homebush to the city. Only a little over an hour earlier, he had been jubilantly strutting about the concrete cavern - his chest puffed out in his replica red V - near delirious at what he believed he was about to witness. Now instead he was subject to snide remarks and the sympathetic averting of eyes on a long, slow journey home - a journey made all the worse for his unfortunately Ainscough-like bowl cut which was the style at the time.