What a wondrous time that was Itsa,
If 2012-2014 hadn't of happened I'd probably have my house paid off by now. But it was all worth it for that magical Sunday in October 2014.
I bought 4 Platinum tickets to the GF three years in a row as soon as they went on sale. I couldn't bring myself to attend in 2012 and 2013, and couldn't sell them for anywhere near what I paid, so there was close to $3000 down the drain. I hit a roo driving down for the Canberra semi in 2012 and almost wrote off my ute. Had to borrow a mates car and got to the game anyway. I remember having a ciggie at halftime in the smoking area at ANZ in the Prelim against the Bulldogs. I was talking to a couple of young Bunnies fans who were still optimistic about our chances, but I had a hollow feeling in my gut, knowing that with Reyno out we were done.
In 2013 I came down for the Qualifier against Melbourne, but decided to skip the Prelim against Manly as I was very confident of the win. I remember ringing my old man at halftime from the pub I was watching the game. We agreed that he could shout the accommodation as I'd got the tickets. How wrong we were. I was absolutely gutted. I woke up the next day sick as a dog and it took me 6 weeks to get over it. I honestly believe the main cause was my devastation. I even tried unsuccessfully to claim insurance on the tickets to no avail.
Then came 2014, I flew down for the Manly game and drove down for the Roosters. I went to both games with Manly and Roosters mates and was absolutely living the dream. I flew down to Sydney for the GF and went to the game with 3 Doggies friends from my home town, did a pub crawl through Redfern before catching a train to the game.
After the game I got the train and joined the street party in Redfern until the early hours of the morning, it was magical. After a couple of hours sleep I backed up at Redfern Oval to see the boys with the trophy and lined up for hours for merchandise. We may have even crossed paths.
After this I headed to the Woolpack Hotel for a few beers. The atmosphere was so awesome, just unbridled joy everywhere. I even shouted a beer and had a good yarn with the big guy with the beard that they often show on tele at our games. I think it was Channel 9 that had a camera crew there and were having a live cross to us on the 6pm news. I texted a heap of friends and family to make sure they were watching. There was a heap of us that rushed the camera when they crossed and within 30 seconds my phone went red hot. Texts like "It was pretty hard to watch you, when the guy behind you was waving his c**k around". I had no idea but one excited punter had pulled his c**k out and waved it around. Anyway, the cops shut the pub down within about 15 mins, which was a complete overreaction.
Anyway, it made the moment more memorable and has now been viewed more than half a million times on youtube.
I'm the fat dude with the black shirt with the white rabbit on it, next to the pot plant on the far left of picture. I sometimes watch this when I need a laugh.
What an amazing time that was.
Cheers Stan.