How was your weekend?
Mine was fun! I attended a Game(s) Day event, where some of us watched the Grand Final and others played games (board-, card-, etc.). Both rooms were quite animated.
I learnt a couple of new games – OrganAttack and Articulate. Fun with friends! But that was after the game…
If any other team had been playing in the Final, I’d have been in the designated games’ room, popping my head in now and again as some did. But it was the Tigers (!) so I watched the whole game.
The first half was tense and I found myself doing the “sportsball thing” of muttering things at players when good or bad things happened. Though mine weren’t often quite full sentences or even phrases.
Things picked up in the second half and it was with a touch of amazement that I watched that unfold, slowly beginning to believe fully. Excitement flowed too.
As I’ve previously mentioned, footy is a very family thing for me. It felt like that on Saturday and after – I was separated from them by distance but we kept in contact over text and internet. After the match, several people in my friendship circle made or received calls to people for the same reasons.
The emotion of the game caught me at the end. I’d been trying to balance a mix of excitement and nerves all week (all finals season really), as I hoped for the best but was wary of being disappointed. But we Tigers fans were not disappointed (sorry Crows fans – I had thought it’d be a slightly closer game). The image that made it real to me in a sense was the beautiful image of Dustin Martin’s joyous face and then the group as they embraced. All the other scenes, tears of joy and happiness flowing.
It felt good. That’s what it’s all about, really – the striving to reach the ultimate goal, time after time, and the sweet emotions of success when it’s finally achieved after a long time between drinks. I’m happiest for those of my friends and family who have felt that long time keenly. Plenty of happy faces around the place for a while I think!