The power of the game, and its people, make me forget about everything else in the world
Martin Flanagan presents an ode to football in his last column for The Age.
Martin Flanagan is a journalist and author who writes on sport, Australian culture and the relationship between indigenous and non-indigenous Australia.
Martin Flanagan presents an ode to football in his last column for The Age.
What is it that causes people to meet up 40 years after a football game that lasted a mere two hours?
The Richards brothers were high-voltage personalities.
Sam Mostyn believes the women's competition is vital to securing football's long-term future.
The old stadium was full as a beer glass with froth running down its side. Gil McLachlan had to go outside the stadium and apologize like a publican telling a thirsty group on a hot day that he cannot serve them. Â
"They get their athleticism from the Rougheads. But I claim their temperaments."
I fell in love with football at the age of 13 because I saw a team win a premiership when everyone said they couldn't.
A day at the football, just for two, to continue a tradition that has been in my family for more than 100 years.
In New York two weeks ago, I found all the bars were televising the European Cup, even to the exclusion of Major League Baseball. "Oh yeah," said an Irish barman I discussed the matter with over a bold American pale ale, "the game's growing over here".
If any team has been under my footy microscope these past eight years, it's the Dees.
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