The last weekend in September 2007 looked like it was going to be one of the worst weekend's in history (well, in the last 44 years anyway). Geelong Football Club had made the grandfinal..... one of my mum's worst fears. After a month of my dad threatening to take a week of work and spend it in the gutters of geelong, several of my mum and dad's friends made the trek down the long highway to the city of 'the cats'. I got to stay home with Nana because i decided that i did not want to waste my time watching such rubbish!
Thursday, 4 October 2007
We Won!
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