Finals footy always stirs a mixture of emotions for me. I love the excitement, how brutal the games become and the possibility of Manly winning another premiership, I love that the intensity of footy picks up and I love the feeling in every game. But I hate how much closer it brings me to months without footy. The thing about summer is, that it lends itself to sitting around enjoying a beer with mates and just chilling out. That could only be topped off with a game of footy on the TV or the radio, but no, we have to wait 6 long months until the next season. Oh how torn i am!