I remember my dad taking me to games in the late sixties.
I was 4or 5 then.
I remember the first game I ever went to. I was standing against the fence at the old Cumbo Oval. St George scored and I jumped up and cheered, because some people around me were.
Then Parra scored, and the cheer was heaps louder. It was at that moment that I realised the blue and gold were the most popular team that day. I really didn't know much about footy then.
Dad kept taking me back to Cumberland, and I would spend most of the afternoons sliding down the back of the hill to the left of the grandstand on empty ice-cream boxes.
That was until 1975, when he took me to the final of the Wills Cup. We beat Manly, and it was the first trophy Parra had ever won.
From then on, I was hooked.
So, I would have to say since 1975. I was 11.
Suity