East Sydney Australian Football Club

East Sydney Australian Football Club is a NSWFL Australian Football foundation club based out of the Sydney eastern suburbs in New South Wales.

The club formed in 1880 as the first Australian Rules club in New South Wales, participating in the NSWAFA in 1881.

By the 1920s, East Sydney had become one of the most successful clubs in Sydney, along with Paddington Australian Football Club.

In 1926, it merged with the Paddington club to become the Eastern Suburbs Australian Football Club.

The home ground for East Sydney Football Club was Trumper Park in Paddington and they played in the colours of blue with red and white hoops.

Later this club again merged with the University club to become the Uni-NSW Eastern Suburbs Bulldogs AFC.


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