I’ve held back on posting the past month – our beloved Western Bulldogs have defied all expectations & risen to this final moment of 2016’s AFL season. After 55 years in the wilderness, they’ll line up against Sydney in this Saturday’s Grand Final. A thing we thought we might never see. Out of my mind this week, can barely concentrate on the basics of existence. Feels surreal. At Whitten Oval this morning, the boys trained to a crowd of around ten thousand, chanting, singing, cheering. One guy who’d painted his car red, white & blue, circled the car park to cheering onlookers. The West is painted those colours this week. Flags & scarves adorning cars, balloons & streamers on porches, in windows. By Saturday evening we’ll know. Those gutsy young Dogs have just one more question to answer.

Fires out.