My first taste of Origin was in 1981 or 82. Skinny police cadet Mal Meninga. Dads brother use to send over Beta tapes of Origin and it has bonus NSWL games on it. Later on he'd send Winfield Cup and origin games on VHS.
Never seen anything like it. The ferociousness, the violence, the passion was incredible!
The 80s, 90s and early 2000s i still had the same passion for it. Then the passion started wearing off when they started stealing Kiwis to play Origin. When it became a trend in Australia & NZ to dick ride and choose sides during origin and half the people on social media didn't know a single player lol. But here they were. Up the Blues! Up the Maroons. Trying to engage in smack talk with me. No thanks....
Now, With more Kiwis choosing to play Origin over the Kiwis i turned off completely over the last 10 years. Its no longer state vs state , Mate vs Mate. Its lets see who we can steal to make Australia even more powerful. And a money grab.
I did love Origin. But I never put it above Warriors , Internationals and winning a Winfield Cup/NRL grand final. That is the pinnacle for me.
To get back to my point, Last night was close. It was full of drama. Bit of almost biffo, And of course my team won. Which made it better. Also, seeing
Capewell play so well made me proud. I enjoyed the game. Better than getting our arses handed to us. I enjoyed it. It wasn't boring to me.