Hawthorn in the 80s have been the Club to beat,
Bombers, Blues and Cats have all been crushed under their feet,
The scene was set in ’89 for another Hawthorn win,
But the Cats thought that they could reel the mighty Hawthorn in.

Dermie, Platts and Dipper – heroes every one,
Geelong had only Ablett – their number one son,
The Hawks ran out onto the ground prepared to give their all.
Geelong were there to play the man - the Hawks to play the ball.

With handbags at the ready, the Cats thought they looked great,
Each bag contained a brick, to help them throw around their weight,
The pussy’s little plan to play the man and not the ball,
Was beginning to bear fruit as one-by-one the Hawks began to fall .

Dermie was the first victim of their deadly plan,
Dipper was the next to fall, a mountain of a man,
Little Johnny Platten was seeing stars as well,
That harassing little Hocking was giving him hell.

With Tuckie as their leader the Hawks rose above their pain,
They played the game superbly and a mighty lead did gain,
Despite the Ablett magic, which really came to the fore
The Cats played very dearly for their first quarter of blood and gore.

The Hawks were equal to the task; they were awesome in their plight
“There’s no way you can stop all of us” they yelled to Malcolm Blight
Our Tassie boy named Pritchard put in a brilliant game,
While Langford was effective in his assignment to contain.

When Scott McGuiness hit the post the whole ground groaned allowed,
But Scottie boy is not one to disappoint the crowd,
After looking like a “dead ant” and making all of us tense,
He jumped up to his feet and tried to exit via the fence.

So all you little Cats lovers just remember this,
When it comes to playing Hawthorn you’re as weak as .....water!
If you’re going to knuckle Hawthorn you’ve really got to hit em,
Cause they will just keep getting up and make you look like kittens.

It was a glorious and gutsy victory by the powerhouse team of the eighties,
The Hawks were just too good and capped off a decade of greatness,
Tuck and Jeansie with the Premiership Cup will be remembered by us all,
The unforgettable day in ’89 when Geelong played the man and not the ball.