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My brother and I grew up avid Pies supporters from early childhood, thanks to our Dad's adoring love of the Collingwood Football Club. Some of my earliest memories are of us sitting on the steel benches at Vic Park (90s). The three of us joined as members about a decade ago and continued our shared love of the Club as proud members of the Magpie Army. In 2020, we suddenly lost our darling Dad and heartbreakingly had to learn how to navigate life without him. At first, going to the games without the man responsible for our love of the club left a feeling of an impossible void. Nowadays, however, it just brings me comfort. Being amongst the Black & White makes me feel more tethered to my Dad than any other time. He lives on through every cheer, every chant and most definitely through every "Good Old Collingwood Forever". Thank you for giving us that, Magpie Army.

My Nan grew up in Collingwood and was the matriarch of what has been four generations going together until she passed in 2024 (last game a winning Grand Final!) In a close final in full passion she grabbed onto my arm shaking it as we kicked a goal - not seeing the drink in hand spraying everyone in the surrounding rows in full celebration.

My first memories were of being smuggled into the members stand at Victoria Park by my grandmother under her shoe length coat between her and Ruth her girlfriend and then sitting squashed between both in the stand. They had reserved seats and I think knew the gate keeper. Watched many a game in that manner.