We are Sydney
Not Again
Before Us
Still There
The First Game
Who Are You Here to Support
Before the First Bounce
Finding my colours
Fickle, Surviving the SCG
The Art of Being an Imposter
Do you know that feeling? You walk into a place, a venue, a scene, a moment, and even though you haven’t been there in years, it feels like you just left. It’s a strange, electric kind of déjà vu. It’s thrilling, it’s exciting, and yet, there’s that quiet, nagging realisation: I don’t actually belong here.
Marngrook of steel
Friday night. The air is crisp, and I’m sitting in the stands, proudly wearing my brand new red and white hoodie. It’s been a while since I was a regular at Swans games, but tonight, I’m back, and the energy is magnetic.

