The Grand Final week wedgie
Tuesday, September 22nd, 2009“…it’s a long and proud tradition, of the champions of old, and we know that in the future, you legends will evolve, and the cats are up and running, and screaming out for more. You can hear the pressure rising, you can hear the whole town roar, and the crowd thunders Go Cats!, we break the banner down – we know they’ll play with courage, ’til the final siren sounds. And the rival team will know that…they’ve been run down by a pack – and they been eaten by, beaten by, defeated by, the Cats! It’s the cat attack, go cats, cat attack, Geelong, the cat attack, go cats, the cat attack, Geelong…”
The Cat Attack, 1990s
What better way to wedge Grand-Final week than with some poorly synthesised post-modern b-grade cock rock from the cattery? The Cat Attack not only stirs the inner emotions and get the fists of pride and fury pumping and banging about the room – it also throws us back to the halcyon days of Gary Ablett Snr, bowl cuts and no backline. Good times.
Here at The Terrace, we’re really not sure why they changed the much-loved traditional song. After all, Barry Crocker had a crack in 1982 with “Come on the cats” – and that came a crocker. Pun most definitely intended. So what led them to believe the ’90s would be any different? Was it a commemorative 20th anniversary event – a crap song to commemorate an unsuccessful original? If so, it really was another case of pure commemorative marketing genius (PCMG).
3 days to go,
The Terrace


