I was at that 1996 PF (and the QF a fortnight earlier) (and the GF a week later). I didn't hear the siren go and it was all very confusing when the players started jumping on top of each other. I confess I don't recall the noise levels much for that game, but I remember earlier in the season when we stormed back to snatch a draw against Essendon after looking defeated. This was before I had a reserved seat and we were sitting in the Ladies Stand (where Swans members were allowed to sit back then). Wooden frame. Lots of stomping. I thought the stand was going to collapse.
And then I also recall the sound of the last quarter of the 2005 SF. I was over in the O'Reilly for that game, towards the pocket where Nick Davis was weaving his magic. It did literally feel like the roof was going to come off. We weren't able to see who kicked that last goal with all the bodies and a bit of a crooked angle of viewing. After we calmed down and took a breath it was "that couldn't have been Davis could it? Surely not!"
Fond memories.
I literally have no memory of the final quarter of the 2005 GF I was just sitting there like a zombie, waiting for it to be over. In contrast, I can still project myself back - visually and emotionally - to the 2012 GF with the roller coaster of emotions. Oh no, we were being handed a lesson. No, we've come back, we're killing this. We're going to win easily. etc etc And then finally that Malceski goal, which was far enough out from the final siren to allow us to actually enjoy the last few moments of the action, secure in the knowledge that we were PREMIERS!
And then I also recall the sound of the last quarter of the 2005 SF. I was over in the O'Reilly for that game, towards the pocket where Nick Davis was weaving his magic. It did literally feel like the roof was going to come off. We weren't able to see who kicked that last goal with all the bodies and a bit of a crooked angle of viewing. After we calmed down and took a breath it was "that couldn't have been Davis could it? Surely not!"
Fond memories.
I literally have no memory of the final quarter of the 2005 GF I was just sitting there like a zombie, waiting for it to be over. In contrast, I can still project myself back - visually and emotionally - to the 2012 GF with the roller coaster of emotions. Oh no, we were being handed a lesson. No, we've come back, we're killing this. We're going to win easily. etc etc And then finally that Malceski goal, which was far enough out from the final siren to allow us to actually enjoy the last few moments of the action, secure in the knowledge that we were PREMIERS!

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