The Seven Deadly Sins of the Glenelg Football Club

[Leaping Lindner]

Well done Mr Echo. I was going to argue some points with you but as you're not a fellow North Supporter I won't.

[TroyGFC]

Very good post Pseudo but how did you go about finding Glenelg Oval, with all the signs of Challenge Oval!!

[Aerie]

GOLD Psuedo

[Pseudo]

What, no mention of Port???

Not even in a humorous post could I consider joining that pack of heathens.

[Rushby Hinds]

Well done REB & Pseudo, perhaps the best two posters on this web site have just reached a new peak.

REB, only mild error is that Cornesy probably goes to more Bays games @ the Bay then he misses.

[Jar Man Out]

5. Four Flags. BWAHAHAHAHA. Yep, this 'glamour club' has won just four premierships since 1921 In the early years, it was a battle, then the Tiges broke through for a premiership against Port in 1934, which satisfied them to the point of never needing to repeat the dose to the Magpies. However, by the late 1960's Glenelg was a powerhouse in the league that had an endless list of champion players. The result were flags in 1973 and the back to back effort of 1985-86. Despite the fact that this club should have won about ten flags by now, many Glenelg supporters will see fit to sledge Sturt, North and Central fans even though these clubs have left them behind in terms of the ultimate triumph. Quit while you are behind gentlemen.



Absolute GOLD Jerry !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Jar Man Out]

It has to be one of the great mysteries of South Australian football.

Tell me, why do people bother barracking for the Tigers?

Ahhh REBster, I once asked the same question of myself. It was a miserable winters day, some imaginary number of years ago, and the Bays were trudging head-down off Glenelg Oval after another solid pants-down belting. Questions of "why do I follow the Bays?" rapidly devolved into "why do I exist?" and "what's the meaning of it all?", becoming more and more intense with every sip of overpriced draught and with every hackneyed excuse given in BH's after-match speech.

Falling rapidly into my own personal existential dichotomy, I grabbed a few tomes by Jean-Paul Sartre from the bookshelf and headed to the Parade. There I spent several days mooching in cafes, sipping pooncey lattes, expressing my angst at the world in general and striking effeminate poses. After a week of this I realised: I had turned into a Norwood supporter! I bought a pack of cheroots to complete the picture (nod to madcap) and decided to join Norwood there and then. I set off in search of Norwood's clubrooms. That plan failed, for the obvious reason: I discovered that Norwood's clubrooms had an existential crisis far greater than my own.

Dejected, I headed for Unley. Trudging through dogshit as I crossed Unley Oval, my spirits were restored when I caught sight of that vital ingredient: CLUBROOMS! Happily, I marched up to the door and pulled it open, walked up to Jack's Bar and said "I'd like a membership and a pint of draught beer please". "Sorry love", said the lass behind the bar, "we don't sell one of those things here". So I didn't buy a membership either.

I headed South. After three weeks of solid driving I ended up at Noarlunga. It was a mild winters day, about 17 degrees, which meant it was only -40 with the wind chill factor. I trudged shivering to their office and asked for a membership application form. "I'll have to call the printers", replied the staffer. "We only get one of those done each year, and I already sent it off to the other supporter". I realised that South wouldn't be the club for me.

Returning to civilisation some weeks later I swung past Richmond Oval. The journey had filled my bladder so I detoured to the Richmond Oval dunnies prior to the clubrooms. I'm not sure, but I reckon I bumped into the Beaumont children as I groped around in the dark, searching for the trough. Several days later I saw a bright light and headed for it, finally emerging into daylight after subsiding for the last few days on urinal pucks and pisswater. By this time I had cooled on the concept of joining the Bloods, as I realised that all their decent players end up at the Bay anyway.

So I headed up Port Road to the Eagles club. Recent premiers and generally in the upper half of the table, I thought that the Eagles had a lot of merit. However no amount of merit would be enough to eclipse the fashion disaster which is the Eagles' premiership guernsey. On top of which, when the monthly fight broke out between the Woodville faction and the Torrens faction I wouldn't know who to side with. So I moved along.

I thought North Adelaide was a good Prospect (pun most certainly intended) and arrived there with much anticipation. It was a great great club and a club I could love, the grand ol' red and whites. Unfortunately the office had closed by the time I got there, so I retired to an internet cafe where I hoped to sign up online. As I browsed through the North webpages I stumbled across The Roost, and realised with dismay that I'd never be a North supporter. Bagging the coach, Bagging supporters who bag the coach, Woefully downplaying the teams chances in the coming match, bagging those who downplayed the teams chances in the coming match, bagging the coach again for good measure, threatening to leave for good and never return, bagging those who threatened to leave for good but have subsequently returned, and the coach as well... These guys had infighting down to an art form. It would take me years to learn the fine art of Rooster fandom.

Another three-week journey, much more hazardous than the journey down South. My windscreen was pelted with rocks as I passed by housing trust homes, and when I stopped at a servo to ask for directions I found that my hubcaps were missing upon my return. Eventually I came to Grand Central: A shining oasis in a desert of weatherboard maisonettes. Unfortunately the bouncer wouldn't let me in 'coz I wasn't a Central member. Well, at least I wouldn't be needing flares or brass knuckles.

Having sequentially eliminated each of the clubs which I did not find completely and utterly repulsive, I came to the realisation that Glenelg was still my club. I was, I always had been, and always would be a Glenelg supporter. Therein lay the revelation of my existential quest: why ask why one supports? Simply support. Reasons are for the unenlightened.

Peaceful and content, I returned to the Bay, where I watched another 10-goal hammering in blissful nirvana.






For the humour-impaired:

[Dogwatcher]

Well, at least I wouldn't be needing flares

Flares will be back some day I tells ya!!!!!!!

Oh, you don't mean our dated fashion sense?

Whoops, back to sleep. Sorry.

[Wedgie]

Pseudo and REB should do a 9 part article on all the clubs!
Great stuff lads.

[Rik E Boy]

Well done REB & Pseudo, perhaps the best two posters on this web site have just reached a new peak.

REB, only mild error is that Cornesy probably goes to more Bays games @ the Bay then he misses.

I would consider that a major error

regards,

REB

[Wedgie]

He goes to a few but I wouldn't say more than he misses however I would say it would mainly be work comittments (and Nicole, and who can blame him) keeping him away from getting to more.

[Rushby Hinds]

He goes to a few but I wouldn't say more than he misses however I would say it would mainly be work comittments (and Nicole, and who can blame him) keeping him away from getting to more.

At a guesstimate, i'd say Cornesy was at @ least 5 or 6 Bays home games last year. Can often be seen on the oval dodging errant kicks from the Borat family after the game

Has also been spotted at one or two away games each season.

I don't think I have seen KG at an SANFL game since Channel 9 was hosting it.

[leftlegger]

Hahaha!

Yes sometimes i wonder why i barrack for the bays.
But then, i have no choice in the matter. They picked ME as a supporter when I was a child.
Who changes the clubs they support? No one on this site, I would imagine.

We do cop alot of shite! So all I can say is that when we are successfull again, it will be very sweet indeed.

[Wedgie]

Yeah I wasn't just talking about last year and agree about KG.
I went to 6 games at the Bay last year and probably about 11 all up and saw him twice so there could have been 9 others or 2 or 3 at home he may have gone to if he was avoiding me!
He's usually quite noticable too the way he always struts around the boundary and out having a kick.
I saw him more in 2005 but maybe its just because the crowds were smaller then?

[Rushby Hinds]

Hahaha!

Yes sometimes i wonder why i barrack for the bays.
But then, i have no choice in the matter. They picked ME as a supporter when I was a child.
Who changes the clubs they support? No one on this site, I would imagine.

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i barracked for Centrals until 1973..

I then decided that Centrals were useless, so I became a bandwaggoner and jumped on the winer of the gf.

So if it wasn't for Cornesy, i'd be a North fan

[Wedgie]

I was a Norwood fan till about 10 as both my parents were Norwood fans and I was born at Burnside.
Saw the light of my ways though

[Punk Rooster]

We do cop alot of shite! So all I can say is that when we are successfull again, it will be very sweet indeed.

you were successfull once?

[mighty_tiger_79]

We do cop alot of shite! So all I can say is that when we are successfull again, it will be very sweet indeed.

you were successfull once?

1934, 1973, 1985, 1986

[mal]

Eat a bitter banana this morning REB? or does this still hurt -

DUTCHY the last games that counted between NW + GL were
the last games of the year in 1975 +1982

[leftlegger]

Heheh! Punk Rooster,
In my lifetime as a Glenelg supporter we have had many successes.
But have been ultimately successfull only three times.

Significantly, they were all against the one club.
Who might that be?