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In light of the total meltdown as a result of last nights game, I began to think how I used to completely lose my shit after a loss and reflect on how much I have mellowed as I've gotten older.
With that in mind I thought it might be fun to open a discussion on your worst post loss explosion. What friendships have you prematurely ended, marriages irretrievably destroyed, televisions damaged beyond repair etc over a loss from our beloved Eels.
For me, it was undoubtedly post the 2001 GF. I had been riding the crest of the teams success that year, (like most of us that year I suspect), so sure that we were finally gonna win it all after a long 15 year drought (hilariously brief in hindsight). My workmates who were all Broncos / Qld fans copped it deluxe from me as we won game after game in record fashion. We were the shortest odds GF favourites in living memory ..... and then Hurricane Joey hit, utter devastation left in his wake.
The following day at work, they were all waiting for me when I arrived for work dutifully but in a foul mood. To make matters worse they had become temporary Knights fans, the office draped in Red & Blue for my benefit, a giant life size blow up of Nathan Hindmarsh in tears sitting at my desk.
But the worst was yet to come ....
My boss, who I hasten to add was a lovely man made the rather dubious decision to give me shit over the result.
Did I just smile and say, yeah, yeah ?
Did I just cop it on the chin and say we'll be back next year ?
Did I just say the better team won, we choked on the big occasion ?
No, No and bloody hell no.
I turned on my heels and at the top of my voice I screamed at him, close talker style, "SHUT THE F*** UP".
When everything had cooled down, my stunned boss summoned me to his office and preceded to give a calm but stern warning about taking a game of footy too seriously and then gave me a written warning over office abuse !!!
Alright, that's me .... over to you guys
2009 gf had a mate who was an expat Irishman who floated between the Roosters and Manly over a number of years depending on where he was renting , got a whats the matter parramatta sms at half time to which i responded with "shut the f**ck up you potato eating , $hit eating irish wanker who should never have been conceived but swallowed by your mother or given a splash across her face... so yeah we are no longer friends....
Also had my brother in law who doesnt follow the league but goes for manly because my sister does give me some grief about a normal club game back in 2014 where parra blew it after leading it could have been a combination of long haul travel jet lag or the fact i had had a fair few duty free whiskies my reply was , telling him to stick his bald head up his ass because thats where it belongs and stay the f*** away from me for your own benefit... didn't talk to him for two years and the relationship is still a bit wobbly ... i don't think it was until then how seriously my family takes its rugby league !
I remember the game well, it was round 3, 2014 and after that game we won 3 in a row because even after the loss it gave us confidence we could match it with teams like Mongly as we should have come away with the 2 points
Unless we lose corey we WILL make the 8, bookmark this post Aaron.
You are judging us off a loss and upset that others are backing us after 2 wins, really its somewhere in the middle, this is a good team.
Hi Snake. I actually agree with you. What worries me most, any coach and opposition will also know this. Corey Norman will now be the considered a "target".
the latest blow up was actually the last game of 2014 i think it was after getting beaten by Rickys raiders, The wife took the kids to the park after I had just pegged my phone at the floor and let out every god damn swear word I know
Leading up to the 2001 GF, I put together a jar of only Blue and Gold M&M's at the office.
Nobody was allowed to eat one until Parra won the GF.
On the morning of the 2001 GF, I woke up really happy. My housemates asked me why I was so happy. I told them that I had a wonderful dream that Parra won the GF!
Being the punters that they were, they asked me who, in my dream scored the first and last tries. First I said Steve Simpson scored the first...but wait...no boys, it was Billy Peden. Simpson scored the second try. Hodgo scored the last.
Dutifully, they buggered off to the TAB and put on $50 each on first and last. They cleaned up!! Unfortunately, my dream was accurate but for the small detail of the actual result.
Just before the game, I dyed my hair (yes, that's right folks, I used to have hair before I lost it and now look like Todd Greenberg) blue and yellow.
When we lost, I came into work and threw the jar of M&M's out of a second storey window. Thankfully, my colleagues weren't silly enough to say anything.
During the 2009 GF, I got so mad that I punched a shag pile carpet so hard that I broke my hand.
And, I'm supposed to be a mature adult ;-)
I was in second class in 1986 - I was 8 years old. I was very happy when Pricey and the Crow lifted the then Winfield Cup, but I wasn't ecstatic because I was just a kid.
I think I'll cry like a baby when we finally win it again :-)
This is Phil after the infamous 01 meltdown.