After ten years as the joke team of the ARL/SL/NRL/whatever, North Queensland have finally shown they're capable of winning more than the wooden spoon. For long-suffering NQ fans like myself this is finally a chance to very quietly get one back at those who seek to poke fun at people who go for bottom sides.
It's actually been a pretty good year for that, what with St Kilda and Geelong now in the final four of the AFL. I can certainly sympathise with Geelong fans - their task next weekend is similar to the one the Cowboys faced on Saturday night against the Bulldogs.
It was a win for the ages then - one for those of us who've endured wooden spoon after wooden spoon, the igonomy of winning the opening four matches of 1998 to finish 16th out of 20, who've had to endure the smugness of opposition fans when they come to play us. Such was my own lack of confidence in the game that anyone who said we'd get done got a small nod of the head and the standard "just happy to be there" line. Being down in Cooma, NSW means there's a fair few more Bulldogs fans than NQ fans.
But please, oh please, spare me the inane questions, the inane comments by a certain commentary team in the last few weeks.
"Fans in Townsville, Cairns, Mackay etc, your team is in the finals." What, don't those of us living elsewhere count?
"What does this win mean for the people of NQ?" It means they've got another excuse to go out and get pissed on the weekend.
"What would a home semi against the Broncos mean to NQ?" It means we've got a chance of finally beating those cocky bloody Broncos.
Fair dinkum, blind Freddie could see that we're all very happy with our team's performance. Please spare me this condescending rubbish - Brad Fittler doesn't get asked what a premiership means to Sydney, so why the f^#! should we?
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