Sydney Swans swing in with a win

Ethan Switch - Saturday, 24 September 2005 - 13:31:56 - print it raw

73 years later, the Sydney Swans hold aloft once again the AFL championship trophy to break a most arid drought.

Led by coach Paul Roos and captain Barry Hall, the premiereship also stands as their first since leaving South Melbourne and staking roots as the Sydney Swans back in 1982.

Sydney's win continues the Australia wide five year run of denying a Victorian team of winning the premiership. The Swans' flag will fly over the Sydney Harbour Bridge as a mark of respect for those suffering heart attacks at the actuality of the news.

Scraping a four point flooding over the West Coast Eagles, their place in a ticket tape parade that will litter the streets of Sydney come the last Friday of September is secured.

26/09/05: Sydney Swans and their fans will break out the waves in a ticker tape parade that starts at Circular Quay and ends at Town Hall on Friday morning. Mayor Clover Moore will present the Sydney Swans with non-functioning keys to the city.

27/09/05: Ticket/ticker tape parade for Sydney Swans starts from the corner of George & Alfred Streets at 12 noon, runs along George Street, arrives Town Hall at 12.30pm with official proceedings and concludes at 1pm.

30/09/05: Sydney salute the Swans.

 

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