Whoo hoo!We are Geelong, the greatest team of all…It was a fantastic experience today to watch the Grand Final live with several hundred other passionate fans, mostly supporting Geelong. Port Adelaide fans were surprisingly thin on the ground. I got up and 3.50AM, had a quick shower then headed off to the Walk-a-bout pub in Wimbledon.I had my Geelong Jumper and Scarf on, keeping me nice and warm in the 9 degree weather and the teeming rain! Originally I’d planned a bus, but once I got to the main road and saw a cab, I grabbed that instead. So at 4.20AM I was queuing with a bunch of Aussies and South Africans (flat mates dragged along) outside the pub, waiting for 5AM when the doors opened.Everyone had a ball and it was fantastic to see Geelong win a grand final at long last. I won’t forget meat pies and beers at 6AM in the morning either in a hurry. It really was a fun experience and very companionable.On the way home, I caught the tube back from South Wimbledon. When I hopped off at Tooting Bec, there was a lady standing at the top of the stairs talking on her mobile, she took one look at me and said excitedly “my cousin just won the Norm smith medal”. I said “You mean Johnno?”. She said, “Yes”. So I said tell him congratulations and she said into her phone “a random Geelong fan says congratulations”. It’s a small world!