After Derby two each year it gets a bit crazy. All the players and most of their friends and family rock up after the annual Grudgematch. My old Melbourne mates (mostly Perthling expats) playing as the Fitzroy Dockers and East Coast Eagles. Standing room only, unless you've been seriously injured, which happens to at least one sad old relic at least once per game. Broken ankle was my worst, but I got trumped in the same game by a double knee reconstruction.