Attending the first ever AFLW game was special, even though mum and I only decided to go on the day of the game! It's amazing how the sport has grown, and what it has grown into. Amazing to see how much more it will grow!

Born into Collingwood at born after my father Alan, he took me to my first game when I was 4. I'm now 36 years old and a 30 year member. The bond we share supporting Collingwood is unbreakable even now when I've moved interstate. The memory that always sits with me is attending the 2023 Grand Final together. Our first premiership together in the flesh. He suffered a heart attack in September 2010 and couldn't attend the 2010 Grand Final with me. 2018 was our first Grand Final we attended together and we thought that would finally be our moment together but sadly we were left waiting. Dad had been to so many of our losing Grand Finals growing up and spent the 1990 Premiership at home with me as a one year old. As he was starting to reach his 70s I thought a premiership together might evade us but fortunately 2023 was our moment and it is something we'll both never forget. The embrace and tears on the final siren, a culmination of years of magic moments together, finally reaching the pinnacle together.

At age 7 my father took me to my first VFL game in 1960 against Melbourne at Victoria Park. I had to stand on a greengrocer's box to be able to see the action from the Yarra Falls end. Murray Weideman was captain and the Pies prevailed over the Demons and so began a lifelong love affair with the Pies. I'm now 73 and am proud to say my two sons and grandchildren have followed the family tradition.