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October 20th 2008 @ 9:31am
sheek said | October 20th 2008 @ 9:31am | Report comment
There are just so many, where do you start? However, as a rugby fan, I would have to go for the Wallabies quarter final “get out of jail” win against Ireland at the 1991 Rugby World Cup.
There I was in the early hours of the morning, watching the telecast via ABC, of the match being played at Lansdowne Road, Dublin. The Aussies were leading comfortably enough at one stage 15-6. The Irish then closed to 15-12, then with a few minutes of play remaining, & against the run of play, Ireland scored a converted try to lead 15-18.
As I sat alone in my lounge room, I was thunderstruck! As the Irish crowd went ballistic with unbridled joy, I was consumed by a sea of emotions from despair to rage – how could such a talented team as this Wallabies outfit allow themselves to be beaten??? Tryscoring hero turned villain David Campese had slipped off a tackle on Irish flanker Gordon Hamilton, who raced about 40 metres to the tryline with the cover defence beaten.
As I struggled to bring my emotions under control, stand-in captain Michael Lynagh (skipper Nick Farr-Jones had retired injured at the 3/4er mark of the match) calmly explained to his players how they were going to get back into the game.
The Wallabies kicked deep from the kickoff, forcing a hurried kick into touch from Ireland. From the lineout, & last play of the match, the Wallabies ran a planned backline move, but Campo, who had received the ball from the move used earlier in the match, was taken out without the ball. It didn’t matter, Lynagh backing up, received the final bounced pass from Jason Little, to score in the corner with only centimetres to spare, & time up on the clock.
Victory! We’ve escaped! Within 2 minutes my emotions had gone from deep despair & building rage to overflowing joy & profound relief. The Wallabies were now into the semi-final. After I calmed down I satisfied myself that after this “get out of jail” victory, the Wallabies were destined to win the world cup. The rest is history.
October 20th 2008 @ 9:40am
Millster said | October 20th 2008 @ 9:40am | Report comment
I’m with MC in the “does it matter if Australia lost?” comment.
For me, to match the eventual World Champion Italy for 93 minutes, not in a backs-to-the-wall effort but in a composed fluid confident style that was respectful but not intimidated announced Australia’s arrival on the world stage. We did ourselves proud in the most important game we have ever played as a nation in any sporting pursuit. And on that night, we stole a line from Arnie and said with aplomb “we’ll be back”.
To me there are also a heap of little ‘gem’ moments that need a mention here. Not grand victories, but sporting moments that warm the heart and are quintessentially Australia. One for mine is Natalie Bates win in the 2006 Commonwealth Games road race. Though primarily a utility rider / domestique, she surged ahead in a break to a level where the race was hers and she went on to win it. The classic Aussie moment came from her sister Katherine – a much more highly credentialled cyclist – who asked to stop before finishing at the obvious cost of a place so she could cheer her sister across the line for the gold.
October 20th 2008 @ 9:41am
sheek said | October 20th 2008 @ 9:41am | Report comment
Midfielder,
Yeah, Aloisi’s winning penalty goal, that was special, very, very special. I’m a once every 4 years or so football fan, but I couldn’t stand the tension. I walked out of the TV room into the back yard, & decided to let the crowd noise tell me the story.
When I heard the massive cheer I raced back inside to watch the reply & everyone going absolutely nuts. My wife, who isn’t into any sport, was watching on the TV in the bedroom. I also heard her scream with joy when Aloisi scored!
It was a wonderfully emotional night.
October 20th 2008 @ 9:42am
Millster said | October 20th 2008 @ 9:42am | Report comment
True Tah – I do… scuffed ball from Kewell to Bresch who slotted high into the net. It was around 9.30am in Paris and I was sitting in a bar opposite Montparnasse station with about 30 Aussies and 10 Uruguayans. The rest of the game was just excruciating to watch…
October 20th 2008 @ 9:42am
True Tah said | October 20th 2008 @ 9:42am | Report comment
The best live sporting event Ive attended would have to have been when the Wallabies beat the All Blacks in 2001 in Sydney. I was lucky enough to be selling programmes that evening, and as such got free entry to the game, but alas there was no seats, so I parked myself in a convenient position to watch the game. It was Eales last game, and I was lucky to be there to farewell a legend.
Right towards the end, with the All Blacks holding a slender lead, they were absolutely battling to get it out of their half, but for whatever reason they just could not clear the ball, but the Wallabies could not get their hands on the ball, so we had territory, but they had possession.
Somehow Australia got possession, and Toutai Kefu, son of an ex-Tongan international who was in the team that beat the Wallabies back in 1973, headed for the line, but there was no way he could score, with three All Black defenders in front of him, surely? The big man was brought to the ground in a huddle of bodies and momentum was lost…then a big Polynesian hand, holding the football like a thimble reached out and planted the ball right next to the upright!!
Around the stadium the Aussies rejoiced, whilst NZer heads slumped. John Eales would go out a winner.
When the fulltime siren had sounded, Budda Handy asked All Black hooker Anton Oliver what it was like to come so close and still lose…I was half expecting “Hatcher” Oliver to put the microphone through handy’s skull.
Unfortunately maybe it has raised my expectations a little high since that day, and that knack for getting out of jail which Sheek refers to just doesn;t seem to have been in the pack since that day.
October 20th 2008 @ 9:52am
True Tah said | October 20th 2008 @ 9:52am | Report comment
Good stuff Millster
The best futbol game I have ever seen, and one that stands out on pure virtue of the game itself, with no higher glory attached to it (i.e. like no world cup qualification, etc), would have to have been Liverpool v Milan 2005 UEFA final which was being played in Turkey.
I watched the game in a bar in Amsterdam with a bunch of English and Canadian tourists plus Dutchmen, and not being a futbol fan, I could watch the game on its merits, with no bias. I would have said the bulk of the bar were like me in that they were not supporters of either team, but for some reason no one wanted the Italians to win.
Liverpool were down 3-0, and in the last 15 minutes came back to win the game in penalty shootout, it would have to have been amongst one of the greatest comebacks in sport/futbol history.
October 20th 2008 @ 10:05am
Terry Kidd said | October 20th 2008 @ 10:05am | Report comment
At the risk of repetition my all time favourite sporting ‘moment’ stretched from near stumps on the previous day to near lunch on the following day and involved Alan Border and Jeff Thomson in a 10th wicket stand of 71 that fell 3 runs short of victory against England in the 4th Test at the MCG in the 82-83 test series.
England were leading 2-1 in the series. Border had been/was badly out of form. Australia were struggling and needed the draw to stay alive in the series. Thomson joined Border for the final wicket and a win looked a formality for the Poms.
The resolute defiance displayed by an obviously badly out of form Border and a cheeky but stubborn and responsible Thomson prior to stumps inspired a hardy few thousand to turn up at the MCG with free admission for the start of the final day’s play. The gritty resistance from Border and Thomson continued. The runs began to mount. The news of this unlikely partnership spread like wildfire around Melbourne and workplaces all over the country. More and more people trickled into the MCG hoping to see a miracle forged by Australia’s favourite son batsman and rascal fast bowler. TV sets around the nation were tuned to Channel 9′s cricket coverage. People gathered at shop windows in the streets to watch. Morning tea breaks were eked out for extra minutes of viewing time. Richie Benaud was in his element.
Meanwhile the run count inched slowly higher and higher, with Border edging and nudging singles, farming the strike and Thomson playing with a dead bat when ever needed. No Melbourne Cup ever stopped a nation as completely (except for maybe Phar Lap’s win) as did this test cricket partnership. Indomitable will and stubborn resistance allowed the glimmer of a miracle and the nation waited, hoped and held it’s breath. Alas, Thomson the larrikin, who had displayed absolute discipline allowed the thought of victory to break his concentration and he lashed out at a ball he thought he could hit to the boundary. A juggled catch then ended the resistance 3 runs shy of victory with Border unbeaten on 62.
In my humble opinion that sporting moment held an entire nation enthralled and is uppermost in my most memorable.
October 20th 2008 @ 10:20am
Millster said | October 20th 2008 @ 10:20am | Report comment
True Tah – though only a technicality as UEFA Champions League is known to be the highest standard football on the planet (higher arguably even than internationals due to the fact the teams play on a weekly basis), there is a higher purpose in the Club World Cup. As continental champion of Europe, Liverpool gained entry to a playoff against all the other continental champions in the world. Sao Paulo beat Liverpool 1-0 in the final of that tournament.
October 20th 2008 @ 10:22am
Kazama said | October 20th 2008 @ 10:22am | Report comment
My favourite Australian sporting moment is the Socceroos’ come from behind 3-1 win at the World Cup. To me, this match more than any other showed that Australia was now a football nation, that we weren’t in Germany making up the numbers like everyone thought we were. We also showed in this match a combination of Dutch technical football and Aussie fighting spirit that has become the staple of our team since.
I watched the game in the dining room of a pub with friends and family. I remember being even more nervous than at the Uruguay game, and when the Japanese scored that dodgy goal everyone’s heads dropped. We were all moping around for the majority of the rest of the game, save for one friend who spent the match swearing at the TV. Then Cahill scored and the place went nuts. A bartender jumped the bar and ran around the pub shirtless ala John Aloisi. Cahill scored the second – I’ll never forget hearing Simon Hill scream “And Tim Cahill’s done it again!” – and we wall went mad. When John Aloisi put the third in we’d all knew that we’d seen something that would change Australian football forever – not only had we made a World Cup but we’d scored a goal and won a game, with a real chance of making the knockout phase, which we of course did.
October 20th 2008 @ 10:24am
True Tah said | October 20th 2008 @ 10:24am | Report comment
Millster,
thanks for filling me in re: that, I was unaware at the time of that.