The main event at Rochford Wines was a tasting session. We sampled three whites and two reds, following the six taste steps - see, swirl, smell, sip, swish, swallow. We compiled a photographic guide which can be viewed on my Facebook page.
As you can see, we got decent seats. Sporting the woolly hat and St Kilda scarf is Bean, Rob & Jan's daughter, who told me before the game that Richmond's song is the best in the AFL. She was right.
First bounce. I do have my concerns about the state of the umpire's spine, but you can't question his commitment.
Bosh! The Hawks pull one back at our end of the ground. A lot of the game was played in driving rain, which sent spectators in the exposed parts of the ground fleeing for cover.
As the afternoon wore on, the metaphorical floodgates also began to open. Richmond's tackling truly was tigerish and there was a sensational period on the final quarter when they kicked five goals in nine minutes to completely blow the much-fancied Hawks out of the water. Final score: 137-75.
Richmond's supporters haven't had many days like this in recent years, so the celebrations were long and loud at the final hooter. A purist would argue that we hadn't seen Hawthorn at anything near their best, but what's not to like when an underdog has its day? Also, a crowd of 51,000 for a game between two clubs in mid-table isn't something you'd find in many countries around the world.
The MCG was everything I expected. Very reasonable ticket prices, excellent views across the ground, good food and drink, easy walk back to the station. The atmosphere never really got going, but I've learned to lower my expectations on that front. Premier League tribalism is hardly likely to be replicated when fathers and sons, husbands and wives, and groups of friends sit alongside each other barracking for opposing teams. And that family-friendly vibe can only help when it comes to pulling in the punters. A half-full MCG is still an awesome sight. I'll be back.
IN OTHER NEWS...
I was in the supermarket and asked where to find satsumas. The look I received in return suggested Australians do not use this word. I settled for mandarins, which could well be the same thing.
State of Origin kicked off last week, Queensland beating New South Wales 18-10 in Melbourne. In the rugby league world, this is as fierce as it gets, but to me, it's more like the Boat Race without water. Maybe game two (of three) next week will capture more of my imagination.
Euro 2012 starts in less than two weeks but I will be starved of good TV coverage - and almost without any coverage full stop. Is anyone able to screen England games to Australia via Skype?