I was there.
Unfortunately, so was Neville Roberts.
Apart from the infamous Evans v Balme punch-up, the thing I remember most from that day is my Dad having a go at Kym Dillon.
Dillon sat behind us in his Torrens gear for the whole game (not sure if he played in Torrens' reserves premiership or not) but you would have sworn he was red and blue blooded.
He never stopped saying "champagne football" all day long. Actually he did - any time Port kicked a goal or did anything noteworthy.
28 minutes into the last quarter and the grand final lost, the old man finally snapped and told him where to stick his "champagne football" in no uncertain terms.
Can't remember exactly what he said but I'm pretty sure he dropped the f-bomb a few times. If only I could wipe the rest of the day from my memory.
To the actual game - opinion was divided. Port were minor premiers but Norwood were red-hot in the second half of the year after looking like that would miss out on the finals altogether at one stage.
The Legs had a tough finals campaign, coming behind in every match to win. Glenelg fans will always rue the 11.23 kicked on Preliminary Final day.
One of the most out of the blue grand final selections - Max James at full-back to replace the injured Ben Harris.
Max had retired from league footy and played the entire season in the reserves - he was captain. The night before the big game, Max gets a call from Russ telling him he's in.
99 people out of 100 would be stoked to be told they're playing in a grand final. Not Max. He'd spent the whole day digging ditches and was completely knackered. He begged Russ to pick someone else but he didn't.
As fate would have it, Max played in the grand final - his only game for the year and final game for Port.
Pity we couldn't have sent him out on a better note!
