It was a game in Sydney in 2002. IIRC it was the first ever game played at the Olympic stadium. We met up at the hotel everyone was staying in in Rushcutters Bay. A big group from Melbourne came up on the bus, and were joined by our group from Canberra, and some of the local Sydney guys as well. Apologies to anyone I miss, but the group included, Dodgey, Koala, Topdon, Bugman, Tiger, Blue Rose, Dom, Kath, Topgun, Robbie67, Bob. Sorry you are going to have to help me out here Dodg.
Anyway, it was the first time a lot of us had met, and after a few slightly nervous introductions, we got down to the art of drinking and getting ready for the game. A bus came to pick us up to take us out to the train station and it was time to let the singing begin!!
I remember arriving at the ground and going up to our seats, and we saw the Sydney players arriving. Bugman yelled out to barry Hall to give us a wave, and when he did, Buggy decided it would be a good idea, to hurl a torrent of abuse at him.
The game was close all night, and as per usual in Sydney we got our normal but ******* from the maggots, a big dud had a chance to steal the game for Sydney in the last minute, but he kicked a point from about 30 out straight in front. The siren wnet and we started jumping all over each other and hugging and kissing (you should have seen the girls). Then some little smart arse Sydney fcker thought it might be a good idea, to have a go at Carla (Koala). Once Dodgey, Topgun, and myself grabbed the little prick, and threatened to kick him into next week, he didnt think it was such a good idea anymore. So we trot out of the stadium, all fired up and full of juice, I thought it might be a good idea to have our own celebration right on those lame fckers territory. So we got everyone in a circle outside the ground (about 25-30 of us), and we did a roaring rendition of the club song.
Then we head down to the train station, and we are still singing, and some more Essendon fans join us, and we are on the platform still belting out the tunes, when these little shark fckers from Cronulla thought they might get their ambitions mixed up with reality, and might have a go as well. They were all verbal though, and once they had been informed that they looked like the result of what happens when cousins f***, they got awfully quite......thought to be fair, it also might have been the sight of big Dodgey that also did the trick.
So off we went to back to the hotel, to drink much more, and order Pizzas, and well....I could go on, but some things that happen on the Bombertalk Footy Trips, always stayed on the Bombertalk Footy Trips.
