Lachie Carter

I have some very, very sad news.

Lachie Carter, a much-loved and admired friend of the Almanac, has died after a short illness. His condition was diagnosed just weeks ago.

Lachie will be remembered as very warm-hearted and generous bloke. When the Almanac was starting out he gave a substantial donation because, as he said, “I just like the idea.”

He was extremely popular and as MOC says, “Justifiably so.”

He is survived by wife Nicole Brady and daughters Claudia and Zoe, and hundreds of loving family and friends. Our thoughts are with all of them.


A celebration of Lachie’s rich life will be held in the Olympic Room at the MCG on Friday Dec 13 at 2.30pm.





About John Harms

JTH is a writer, publisher, speaker, historian. He is publisher and contributing editor of The Footy Almanac and He has written columns and features for numerous publications. His books include Confessions of a Thirteenth Man, Memoirs of a Mug Punter, Loose Men Everywhere, Play On, The Pearl: Steve Renouf's Story and Life As I Know It (with Michelle Payne). He appears (appeared?) on ABCTV's Offsiders. He can be contacted [email protected] He is married to The Handicapper and has three school-age kids - Theo, Anna, Evie. He might not be the worst putter in the world but he's in the worst four. His ambition was to lunch for Australia but it clashed with his other ambition - to shoot his age.


  1. Lachie and I met at Uni in 1985.

    We shared much in common, including a healthy irreverence, a belief in justice (weaker on my part than his), an ale or two, and a passionate love of the great Australian game.

    Lachie laughed hard and long, often descending into tears. He swept you up with him, and you felt glorious on the ride.

    Although a Carlton man to his bootstraps, Lachie knew when something big was in the wind. He hopped on the Magpie bandwagon with me and other premiership-starved desperados in 1990, and the two of us ended up together in a Lygon Street bar after a long night of post grand final madness.

    I was 24 and he was 23 and we were sitting on top of the world.

    In 2010, he was in the thick of it again. He loved seeing his mates happy, and he made them happier just by being around.

    Of all the thoughts that have swirled around in my head over the last few mixed up days, one prevails. We must keep gathering together, look after each other and take nothing for granted.

    Tomorrow, we will congregate at Lachie’s second home, the MCG, to celebrate the life of a beautiful man.

    And for the first time I will sing “We Are the Navy Blues” and mean it.

    Bye mate.

  2. Malcolm Ashwood says

    While not knowing Lachie there is a comment above from , MOC which really grabs me
    We must keep gathering together , look after each other and take nothing for granted is spot on and while we all have our own stories of tragedy , I have lost several mates to suicide and have only ,1 member of my male wedding party left and we as blokes especially are guilty of talking about who is injured and can’t play etc than what really matters if you think there are any signs of depression try and help yes some people won’t let you but have a go , 8 years later in , Petes case I still think v regularly what else could I have done . Great Tribute ,MOC extremely well done

  3. Andrew Starkie says

    Deepest sympathies Moc.

  4. I met Lachie at Uni too – we lived at the same residential college. He loved the Blues – with a passion. I remember participating in a College debate he organised – “Is Bruce Doull God?”- this was pre Gary Ablett Senior’s ascendancy! One picture that is etched into my mind is Lachie heading into the 1987 grand final on a 30 degree day wearing shorts and a Carlton flag tied around around his neck… he also spoke with passion and eloquence at the special general meeting back when Jack was getting the boot…

    RIP Lachie

  5. Beautiful tribute MOC. I didn’t know Lachie but he sounded like a good bloke to be around.

    Lets keep gathering – excellent thought MOC.

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