I wasn't sure how I'd feel attending to the dogs game, usually we're still a mathematical shot going into the last rounds, even if we ultimately finish 10th on PD. I've got an ANZ membership and I was working at Allphones arena that day so there was really no excuse not to walk next door when I finished work. Changed into my Tiger onesie and met my girlfriend at the station for a game we knew we were going to lose.
And honestly I'm glad I was there. Obviously I wasn't pleased to see the Dogs put 30 on us when neither side was playing well, but it felt right that we were still standing together, still flying the flag. It's not our first bad season, it won't be the last. My missus ignored the scoreboard and instead cheered every time we completed a set or successfully defended one our line.