The cold crisp winter air... chainsaw dude sitting in his cherrypicker... Little Cheif stalking the sidelines...yannis on the door...koni dressed liked she wanted to be on the door with him (hahaha)... meres banging....cowbells ringing....rosey faced kiddies getting all the cool stuff i wish the morefm mafia would throw my way.... super red badge man tackling the innocent guy... people constantly encroaching on my personal space... the indescribable sight and sound of 30,000 (or something like that) people chanting "cheifs, cheifs, cheifs, cheifs"... and drunken white dudes wearing the waikato flag as jackets.... The sights and sounds that set the backdrop to the historical day the Cheifs made their way to the Super14 FINALS.
Got off to a slow start - 35 minutes of trying to connect our new printer so we could print our E-Tickets out (bahahah), but algud after that. Cheers for the tickets mata!
My throat is itchy and my heads sore from yelling and screaming and banging my meres right to the last second. There's always next year hurristains - as maine so eloquently put lol.
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