After reading the thread about the absurdity of being a tigers fan, thought Id bump this thread, my favourite thread ever on here.
Ill re tell my story to re get the ball rolling again.
When I was born the first grand son on one side and the first to like sport on the other, my 2 grand fathers were both tragic supporters of their clubs, Canterbury and Penrith. One of them ended up being a life member. So when i was 5 or 6 I went to the footy every week in either a Doggies or Panthers jersey. My mum tells me I also cheered for Parramatta briefly and declared myself a Parramatta fan, I assume because they were the gun team at the time.
Im not actually sure why I started supporting the tigers, the a couple doors down supported them, which I assume payed a role, but for whatever reason they became my team in the merry go round of sides a yong kid has.
At this time I had a tigers scarf and went to It's a knock out and Wayne Pearce was the ref that night, after the show I went down, and Wayne pearce saw the scarf and picked me up (i was prob 6 or 7) from that point I was a tiger for life!
a couple years later I was as staunch as they come and at the school fete used my days allocation of money to buy a ticket in the choclate wheel for the signed Tigers football of the 1988 grand final team that was playing the next day. I than watched my Sister go on rides all day with her money. I won the football!! It was mant to be I was a fan for life. The Bloke down the rode offered me $500 for the ball, for a 9 year old that might as well been a million! it still sits in my office today….I was a tragic early.
I always say that a team picks you, you dont get a say in it. :slight_smile:
My brother who as youngster also went the footy and supported everyone but the tigers, ended up with the Sharks cause for a reason he cant explain.....thank god i met Wayne Pearce and not ET!!!