Peter Flynn’s rollicking report on the Grand Final in The Footy Almanac 2009 (Go Travis!) concludes with the following memorable scene:
On Sunday, I call in at The Lord of the Isles. Chappy signs the Courty ard Bar’s blackboard. I congratulate Chappy. He is humble, gracious and polite. Brilliant.
The replay of the last quarter is on high rotation. The biggest roars are reserved for the toe-poke, the sealer and the saving mark. Billy Brownless leads us in renditions of We Are Geelong on the hour every hour.
The afternoon’s stellar highlight, however, is Messrs Bews, Bruns, Card,
Drum, Mossop, Tanner, Johnston, Witcombe, Yeates, Darcy, McGrath and
Simpson fronting the adoring throng (Ted Baillieu included) and singing the
little-known second verse of the Geelong club song. We all join in.
So! Stand up and fight, remember our tradition
Stand up and fight, it’s always our ambition
Throughout the game to fight with all our might
Because we’re the mighty blue and white
And when the ball is bounced, to the final bell
Stand up and fight like hell
Well, here’s the footage of the players singing the song. Go Cats!
Flynny,
Can you name all the old Geelong players in the clip?
Left to rightish due bobbing heads:
Simpson, McGrath, Mossop, Bews, Tanner ( The Rifleman), Drum, Card (bald), Darcy, Whitcombe, Yeates, Peter Johnston (replaced Sidey when he ‘missed’ the bus)
Bruns is just off camera.
Bloke in the blue shirt owns the pub.
Flynny,
Grant Tanner? He did well getting in there.
I once saw Peter Johnstone sizzle in a match against Richmond. It was 1980 in a battle to decide top spot. Johnstone played at centre half-forward and took a dozen grabs, mostly spectacular. It’s just a pity his kicking action could have been a circus act.
The owner of the pub needs to develop his dancing skills.
Late July 1980 in front of 70-odd thousand.
I reckon Jack Edwards’s favourite player Terry Bright snagged a few, Mossop blitzed in the ruck and M Turner strutted up and down the wing.
The owner is ‘Rocky’ Burnett. I reckon he was tired of toein the line.
Baby, I …