Walking up to the G last night the sun was setting, the lights were on and there was a sea of yellow and black streaming from Punt Rd. I started smiling then and, save for a minute at the start of the game, I didn’t stop smiling all night. I drove back from Armadale with my scarf fluttering out the back window along Dandenong Rd, Kings Way and across the bridge; a Tiger flag flying high over Melbourne.
It’s only the first game, I know, and I’m not getting carried away, but to see the boys play with such passion and to finally see them play as a team (yes Jen, even Richo) made all Tiger supporter’s hearts soar.
Go the mighty Tiges.