I've got to confess – after three years of following the Fremantle Dockers, I've become a footy tragic! I'm not as bad as some, but I'm getting there. Evidence to support this addiction:
- We're detouring to Launceston, Tasmania this weekend on our way to the US – just so I can see the Dockers play Hawthorn in the opening game of the 2006 season. This is no small feat – extra flights (and associated expense and airport 'hang around' time), 2 nights accommodation, shuttle bus fares. And my LP doesn't even follow footy much – let alone the Dockers!
- I've organised our flights home so that we don't arrive in the middle of the Dockers/West Coast Eagles derby! We are now catching the red eye from Cairns to Perth arriving at some ungodly hour of the morning, just so I can go to the game that afternoon.
- I became a member 3 years ago.
- I take pride in wearing a Dockers scarf – I'll probably even wear it on the flights and in the colder parts of the US using the excuse of "It's great for keeping my neck warm". I'm really just hoping someone will ask about the logo, then I can explain who the Dockers are!
- And I'm REALLY looking forward to the season and going to the home games with my nieces and nephews (we all sit together).
I don't what it is about going to the game – it's just SO different from watching it on TV (and yes, I'll watch the game on TV later that night if they win… more evidence of a football tragic). There's something cathartic about yelling and screaming, and going through the highs and lows of rollercoaster emotions – and boy, do the Dockers ever put you through the emotional wringer… every game! There's not a lot of opportunity in day-to-day living where you get a chance to be emotional like that… except perhaps in the privacy of the car when you yell and shout at the driver who just cut you off.
So, bring on the 2006 season – and may the Dockers fulfil all the potential they've shown us over the past few years and make the Finals in September. (and Paul – kick a bag of goals this year, huh?)