Six years ago today-

[midfielder]

I was there that night.. to that date nothing has approached that night in the sense of a sporting contest for me... The witch doctor and his curse ... JW had recently passed on...

Enjoy ... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EUIP6STNxSA

 

[style_cafe]

I was there that night.. to that date nothing has approached that night in the sense of a sporting contest for me... The witch doctor and his curse ... JW had recently passed on...

Enjoy ... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EUIP6STNxSA

In watching that clip I realised that I haven`t been to a World Cup match since the 2-2 draw in Melbourne.
It was a truly horrifying experience to watch your country go from 2-0 to 2-2 in the space of minutes. From enjoying 90,000 screaming Aussies to drudging out of the MCG in total silence.
We walked back to the Crown Casino,nobody talking,everyone just stunned.

What we experienced in Brisbane didn`t even compare to that day...

 

[kevrenor]

I was there that night.. to that date nothing has approached that night in the sense of a sporting contest for me... The witch doctor and his curse ... JW had recently passed on...

Enjoy ...

Nice, sweet and bittersweet memories.

I think the person who did the video should get facts right - Peter Wilson was captain at the 1974 World Cup, not Johnny.

 

[LFCMariners]

I remember watching the qualifier with some mates' in one of the flats at the apartment complex I was living at on the Gold Coast. I remember watching, as the game went on, and wondering if maybe this would always be the case. Maybe the World Cup would forever be the Achilles' Heel of Australian sporting pride, the one event that this country were destined to be also-rans at, while barely heard of countries like Seneghal got to enjoy exceeding expectations in the biggest sporting event of all? I remember thinking, perhaps Uruguay would be forever our bogey team. I remember how quickly and powerfully my heart was thumping as the match went into penalties, thinking that any moment, all the energy in the room would drain like water gushing down a sink, and we'd sit there not saying much, all thinking about how it'd be another 4 years before we even got a chance to redeem ourselves...

When Aloisi booted it into the net, I don't remember much except people in the room with me jumping up and down and hugging. I don't even remember whether or not I leapt over the couch or someone else did it or I wanted to do it. I just remember wanting to get drunk and the sudden lightness that came with knowing we would be there in Germany the following year.