Our club poet Enda Nolan marks our maiden County Senior Hurling title with another brilliant poem. Great stuff again from Enda :)
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Hello there dear sir
tell me what is your name ?
I hope porter’s your poison
and hurling your game
For I have a wee story that no man has told
A New York best seller of the north blue and gold
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We will start at the start
no better place to begin
As nippers we sat
taking everything in
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We were told of A giant sleeping under our grass
And that an almighty effort would up lift its ass
Growing older I thought this was only a ruse
Told by old hurling nutters and they full of the booze
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But I witnessed our Jimmer so passionately say
that this giant will arise
and we will have our day
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Eamon Kelly believed and we all played our part
But little did we know
that this was just the start
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Young eyes they were watching
taking everything in
The fire was a-lit
let the journey begin
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They carried our torch at a much greater height
Slowly lifting that giant with all of their might
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They won more north titles
Than Iv gone to mass
I confess !!
My dear Margaret will redden my ass
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But no place for religion
There was more here at stake
To bring back Dan Breen for us all for gods sake :)!!
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So
We suffered 2 losses ‘twas like divorcing a spouse
But worse, way way worse, I could not leave the house
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I can only imagine the hurt they did feel
And to come back from this would take men made of steel
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But our boys they returned with their face masks and all
And said f**k you corona
We’re here to play ball
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So they hurled their socks off
every club in our land
And stood proud on O Riain with
Dan Breen in their hand
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Now
That giant that our Seamus told many an ear
Burst up through Ballycommon , Monsea and Dromineer
Then plowed straight through Urra, Puckane , Mc Grath’s Bar
That mad Newport f**ker will sell beer from his car ,:)
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Then
It’ shook the poor dead lying deep in Cloughprior ,
And in Carney, Killodernan the place was on fire !
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Our great club has arrived now get used to our crest
That our boys proudly bare high upon
their young chest.
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Well sir !
That's part one of our story
You’ll admit
Was a glorious tale
Now our boys will go mad and go swimming in ale :)
May I speak for us all when I say
Thank you boys
It was a pure joy to witness
Your hunger
Your passion
Your drive
Spare a thought for our dead🙏
for tonight they’re alive ..❤️
Glory Kiladangan
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