Death
On 7 October 1991, Millane was killed in a car crash while intoxicated. On the early morning of the day, he was driving on Queens Road, near Albert Park Lake, before he clipped a semi-trailer and rolled his car, being killed instantly. The autopsy revealed his blood alcohol content was 0.322 — almost six-and-a-half times the legal driving limit of 0.05. He was on his way to his Noble Park home and that day was set to join 19 other members of the 1990 premiership side. The reunion did not go ahead as players, officials and supporters went instead to mourn Milliane's death at Victoria Park.
Millane's funeral was held at the Dandenong Town Hall, where more than 5000 people attended, while the large crowd outside heard the service on a loud-speaker. Millane's guernsey with No. 42 on it was laid on the coffin, while the 1990 flag hung in the background at half-mast. The No. 42 guernsey has since been retired from the club, although it may be bought back soon.
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