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Post by Mickmack on Jul 20, 2007 15:49:28 GMT
was that the worst game you were ever at?
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Post by Dermot on Jul 20, 2007 15:56:49 GMT
the pressure of being one of the favourites, if not THE favourite, to win SAM must be increasing.............
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Post by Owenabue on Jul 20, 2007 16:15:15 GMT
Sorry Owen, but I'll do what I did at the 2003 All Ireland football final.....I didn't shout for either team.....and felt annoyed at the full time whistle!! I'll remember that if ye get further than us....
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Post by austinstacksabu on Jul 20, 2007 16:15:45 GMT
It'd rank up there Mick.....
Ulster quater final, Derry v Tyrone, 2001 Countless Leinster first round and quarter finals throughout the years (living in Dublin) Sligo v Clare, second round qualifier 2005 Meath v Kerry All Ireland semi final 2001 Stacks vs Clonmel Commercials in 1994 (I think it was November) but it might have been January 1995.
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Post by kerrygold on Jul 20, 2007 16:34:17 GMT
looks like their cracking up to me with pressure,i cant wait to go down to the bowels of south kerry next weekend and carry stories with me to the gobseens below who dont know whats happening on the otherside of their mountain.
imagine the pressure the dubs will be under if it a kerry dublin semi final,cant wait,abooy clucko.
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Post by Owenabue on Jul 20, 2007 16:36:58 GMT
KG, could you send me a telegram about what going on up there first before you get on your bicycle to get back to the Kingdom? Thanks.
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Post by austinstacksabu on Jul 20, 2007 17:53:34 GMT
Phipiddies will be run with the team sheet to Dublin when we announce the team on August 8th.
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Post by Mickmack on Jul 20, 2007 18:23:09 GMT
Phipiddies will be run with the team sheet to Dublin when we announce the team on August 8th. Huh
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Post by austinstacksabu on Jul 20, 2007 19:02:12 GMT
The man who ran the original marathon to deliver news of the battle victory in Greece!! That's what Stephen Cluxton expects Kerry to be doing to deliver news of the team to the media in Dublin.
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Post by Mickmack on Jul 20, 2007 19:11:17 GMT
at times stacks you forget your audience.......... shure some of us only went national school
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Post by kerrygold on Jul 20, 2007 20:25:42 GMT
“A large part of that is that the media is based in Dublin so it is going to naturally be like that. I also think that there are a lot of country folk living and working in Dublin, and they are probably going back to where they came from and saying, ah, Dublin this and that’. ;D Christ Cluxton... we all don't live and work in Dublin and even those that do heard of the telephone, tv and the internet. Oh and there always is the Examiner for us simple country folk... [/quote. the more you think about those comments .....................................................,country folk ha, jaysas .
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Post by kerrygold on Jul 20, 2007 20:27:39 GMT
at times stacks you forget your audience.......... shure some of us only went national school the creche maybe
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Post by Mickmack on Jul 20, 2007 21:03:50 GMT
from the Dubs GAA site
Three goals in Leinster Final ’07 saw the Dubs atop the provincial heap for the third year running having given a muscular and emotional display at Headquarters.
There have been rakes, oodles and trollyloads of talk about this solar year being the year where Dublin had to really push on and switch their attentions Samwards. But for my money, provincial dominance is of utmost importance. It lays a strong foundation, builds a winning mentality and doesn’t force you out onto the highways and byways of rural Ireland!
Take a look around the other provinces; Cork were one kick away from beating Kerry to the Munster crown, Galway were left sore-arsed by Sligo and ó Thuaidh, Big Joe’s orange parade didn’t even see the 12th of July! Good housekeeping means winning your province. To capture three in a row and emulate the last truly great Dublin team is something very special indeed.
The game itself did not follow the pattern of manys’ a Leinster tussle in recent times. Dublin did not hit the ground running. On the contrary, Laois hit the Dubs early and before you knew it Dublin were four points down. Great credit must go to the players, who did not lose their heads or get too anxious. The coolest cucumber of the bunch was a certain Mark aka “Vince” aka “Madser” Vaughan. The boy had ice in his veins as he took some tricky kicks for Dublin that, had they gone wrong, would have potentially allowed doubt to seep in.
Credit must also go to the Dublin sideline. They have been accused of not acting quickly enough on many previous occasions, but on Sunday they reacted perfectly. Moving Bryan Cullen further up the field really influenced the melody of the attack. It also left Barry Cahill to do a smashing amount of work in the halfbacks. Indeed it was Cullen who found himself upended inside the Laois box, but having the quickness of mind and body, he offloaded a super ball to Vaughan who bulged the Laois net with his weaker left foot.
Even this early on, you sensed that a heavy pendulum was beginning to swing in Dublin’s favour. The attacks were increasing in volume and potency. No sooner had Fergal Byron picked the ball out of his own net for the first time in 7 championship games, when he was forced to repeat the dose. Enter Bernard Brogan. Like Dublin buses the two Dublin goals came at once. Baring down on goal, Brogan was more akin to a freight-train, his pace searing hot, running through the Laois defence. His subtle finish belied the monstrous power of the move as he clipped the ball beautifully past the despairing ‘keeper. Minds cast back to the revival of 2002 where Cosgrove the Unknown became Cossie the Heroic. That year two equally quick goals turned the final for Dublin and brought honours to the capital following a drought of 7 years.
Prior to the game I wrote that should Dublin aim to match fire with fire, they would have to be sure to incinerate the Laois team, leaving no Freddy Kreuger-style resurrections possible. They certainly did that. Perhaps it was too frequently mismatched, but Dublin’s physical power was very much in evidence on the field. Strong in the tackle, and crucially, stronger in possession. There are much bigger teams out there than Laois, certainly. But there won’t be many boys bigger than Dublin in the playground this term you feel.
Once Alan Brogan had scored a goal that was due to him on the basis of his hard graft, the game as a contest was over. Dublin were happy to engage in a sparring session of backs and forwards for 25 minutes or so, as Laois all but abandoned hope of being rescued by anything other than green flags. Although you never felt that Dublin would throw it away, Stephen Cluxton will not be happy with the way in which many Laois attacks breached the central columns of the Dublin rearguard. There will certainly be enough work to keep Pillar and the backroom staff busy between here and August.
As the dust settled on another understated triumph for the Dubs, I was left feeling very contented. A happiness not to be confused with smugness, that I am fortunate enough to be appreciating the spoils of a Dublin side who have worked bloody hard to resuscitate the body of Dublin football that had died of exhaustion post 1995.
Therefore I was proud and enthused, rather than dismayed and disgusted when I saw Alan Brogan punching the air, pointing to the scoreboard and raising the pulses of Dubs all over Croke Park. I was enthused because it showed me just how much it means to them, that winning for Dublin is what they are dedicating the best years of their lives to. Being at the game, you are privy to a lot of the niggles and incidents that occur off the ball, before the ball is delivered, and after the ball has departed. Alan Brogan and Mark Vaughan had been on the receiving end of plenty of antagonism all afternoon and I would not begrudge any one of those lads to go totally bananas when they knew that all their hard work had paid off. Holier than thou journalists should back off and have a look at the bigger picture, the sniping is getting tedious.
There will of course be bigger days ahead now, where Croker will rock again and the boys in blue will be fired up, full of intensity to win once more for the pride of Dublin. For now, let both us, and them, enjoy this for what it is. Well done boys, you did us proud again. Last Updated ( Monday, 16 July 2007 )
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Post by Mickmack on Jul 20, 2007 21:06:05 GMT
the old swagger is back alright.
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Post by martym on Jul 20, 2007 21:25:34 GMT
from the Dubs GAA site Three goals in Leinster Final ’07 saw the Dubs atop the provincial heap for the third year running having given a muscular and emotional display at Headquarters. There have been rakes, oodles and trollyloads of talk about this solar year being the year where Dublin had to really push on and switch their attentions Samwards. But for my money, provincial dominance is of utmost importance. It lays a strong foundation, builds a winning mentality and doesn’t force you out onto the highways and byways of rural Ireland! Take a look around the other provinces; Cork were one kick away from beating Kerry to the Munster crown, Galway were left sore-arsed by Sligo and ó Thuaidh, Big Joe’s orange parade didn’t even see the 12th of July! Good housekeeping means winning your province. To capture three in a row and emulate the last truly great Dublin team is something very special indeed. The game itself did not follow the pattern of manys’ a Leinster tussle in recent times. Dublin did not hit the ground running. On the contrary, Laois hit the Dubs early and before you knew it Dublin were four points down. Great credit must go to the players, who did not lose their heads or get too anxious. The coolest cucumber of the bunch was a certain Mark aka “Vince” aka “Madser” Vaughan. The boy had ice in his veins as he took some tricky kicks for Dublin that, had they gone wrong, would have potentially allowed doubt to seep in. Credit must also go to the Dublin sideline. They have been accused of not acting quickly enough on many previous occasions, but on Sunday they reacted perfectly. Moving Bryan Cullen further up the field really influenced the melody of the attack. It also left Barry Cahill to do a smashing amount of work in the halfbacks. Indeed it was Cullen who found himself upended inside the Laois box, but having the quickness of mind and body, he offloaded a super ball to Vaughan who bulged the Laois net with his weaker left foot. Even this early on, you sensed that a heavy pendulum was beginning to swing in Dublin’s favour. The attacks were increasing in volume and potency. No sooner had Fergal Byron picked the ball out of his own net for the first time in 7 championship games, when he was forced to repeat the dose. Enter Bernard Brogan. Like Dublin buses the two Dublin goals came at once. Baring down on goal, Brogan was more akin to a freight-train, his pace searing hot, running through the Laois defence. His subtle finish belied the monstrous power of the move as he clipped the ball beautifully past the despairing ‘keeper. Minds cast back to the revival of 2002 where Cosgrove the Unknown became Cossie the Heroic. That year two equally quick goals turned the final for Dublin and brought honours to the capital following a drought of 7 years. Prior to the game I wrote that should Dublin aim to match fire with fire, they would have to be sure to incinerate the Laois team, leaving no Freddy Kreuger-style resurrections possible. They certainly did that. Perhaps it was too frequently mismatched, but Dublin’s physical power was very much in evidence on the field. Strong in the tackle, and crucially, stronger in possession. There are much bigger teams out there than Laois, certainly. But there won’t be many boys bigger than Dublin in the playground this term you feel. Once Alan Brogan had scored a goal that was due to him on the basis of his hard graft, the game as a contest was over. Dublin were happy to engage in a sparring session of backs and forwards for 25 minutes or so, as Laois all but abandoned hope of being rescued by anything other than green flags. Although you never felt that Dublin would throw it away, Stephen Cluxton will not be happy with the way in which many Laois attacks breached the central columns of the Dublin rearguard. There will certainly be enough work to keep Pillar and the backroom staff busy between here and August. As the dust settled on another understated triumph for the Dubs, I was left feeling very contented. A happiness not to be confused with smugness, that I am fortunate enough to be appreciating the spoils of a Dublin side who have worked bloody hard to resuscitate the body of Dublin football that had died of exhaustion post 1995. Therefore I was proud and enthused, rather than dismayed and disgusted when I saw Alan Brogan punching the air, pointing to the scoreboard and raising the pulses of Dubs all over Croke Park. I was enthused because it showed me just how much it means to them, that winning for Dublin is what they are dedicating the best years of their lives to. Being at the game, you are privy to a lot of the niggles and incidents that occur off the ball, before the ball is delivered, and after the ball has departed. Alan Brogan and Mark Vaughan had been on the receiving end of plenty of antagonism all afternoon and I would not begrudge any one of those lads to go totally bananas when they knew that all their hard work had paid off. Holier than thou journalists should back off and have a look at the bigger picture, the sniping is getting tedious. There will of course be bigger days ahead now, where Croker will rock again and the boys in blue will be fired up, full of intensity to win once more for the pride of Dublin. For now, let both us, and them, enjoy this for what it is. Well done boys, you did us proud again. Last Updated ( Monday, 16 July 2007 ) No other team creates as many chances as the dubs . Tyrone rely on their defence while kerry are on the way down
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Post by Owenabue on Jul 20, 2007 21:26:44 GMT
Martym, I presume you're being funny about Kerry...
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Post by martym on Jul 20, 2007 21:42:53 GMT
Martym, I presume you're being funny about Kerry... Our defence is nothing to laugh about ? Are you all set for tomorrow ? Its all about just getting through . Are you heading up ?. I am going along to do some more analysis should be a good days football
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Post by Owenabue on Jul 20, 2007 21:54:22 GMT
Of course I'm going! It's a championship game isn't it? We'd have a very short season if we just waited for Croke Park... The second game should be good too. I would think there can't be much between them. Will Geraghty start, that's the thing! Don't Galway have a few injury worries?
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Post by kerrygold on Jul 20, 2007 22:02:26 GMT
looking forward to reading roy curtis on sunday.
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Post by BIGMAC on Jul 20, 2007 23:50:51 GMT
from the Dubs GAA site Three goals in Leinster Final ’07 saw the Dubs atop the provincial heap for the third year running having given a muscular and emotional display at Headquarters. There have been rakes, oodles and trollyloads of talk about this solar year being the year where Dublin had to really push on and switch their attentions Samwards. But for my money, provincial dominance is of utmost importance. It lays a strong foundation, builds a winning mentality and doesn’t force you out onto the highways and byways of rural Ireland! Take a look around the other provinces; Cork were one kick away from beating Kerry to the Munster crown, Galway were left sore-arsed by Sligo and ó Thuaidh, Big Joe’s orange parade didn’t even see the 12th of July! Good housekeeping means winning your province. To capture three in a row and emulate the last truly great Dublin team is something very special indeed. The game itself did not follow the pattern of manys’ a Leinster tussle in recent times. Dublin did not hit the ground running. On the contrary, Laois hit the Dubs early and before you knew it Dublin were four points down. Great credit must go to the players, who did not lose their heads or get too anxious. The coolest cucumber of the bunch was a certain Mark aka “Vince” aka “Madser” Vaughan. The boy had ice in his veins as he took some tricky kicks for Dublin that, had they gone wrong, would have potentially allowed doubt to seep in. Credit must also go to the Dublin sideline. They have been accused of not acting quickly enough on many previous occasions, but on Sunday they reacted perfectly. Moving Bryan Cullen further up the field really influenced the melody of the attack. It also left Barry Cahill to do a smashing amount of work in the halfbacks. Indeed it was Cullen who found himself upended inside the Laois box, but having the quickness of mind and body, he offloaded a super ball to Vaughan who bulged the Laois net with his weaker left foot. Even this early on, you sensed that a heavy pendulum was beginning to swing in Dublin’s favour. The attacks were increasing in volume and potency. No sooner had Fergal Byron picked the ball out of his own net for the first time in 7 championship games, when he was forced to repeat the dose. Enter Bernard Brogan. Like Dublin buses the two Dublin goals came at once. Baring down on goal, Brogan was more akin to a freight-train, his pace searing hot, running through the Laois defence. His subtle finish belied the monstrous power of the move as he clipped the ball beautifully past the despairing ‘keeper. Minds cast back to the revival of 2002 where Cosgrove the Unknown became Cossie the Heroic. That year two equally quick goals turned the final for Dublin and brought honours to the capital following a drought of 7 years. Prior to the game I wrote that should Dublin aim to match fire with fire, they would have to be sure to incinerate the Laois team, leaving no Freddy Kreuger-style resurrections possible. They certainly did that. Perhaps it was too frequently mismatched, but Dublin’s physical power was very much in evidence on the field. Strong in the tackle, and crucially, stronger in possession. There are much bigger teams out there than Laois, certainly. But there won’t be many boys bigger than Dublin in the playground this term you feel. Once Alan Brogan had scored a goal that was due to him on the basis of his hard graft, the game as a contest was over. Dublin were happy to engage in a sparring session of backs and forwards for 25 minutes or so, as Laois all but abandoned hope of being rescued by anything other than green flags. Although you never felt that Dublin would throw it away, Stephen Cluxton will not be happy with the way in which many Laois attacks breached the central columns of the Dublin rearguard. There will certainly be enough work to keep Pillar and the backroom staff busy between here and August. As the dust settled on another understated triumph for the Dubs, I was left feeling very contented. A happiness not to be confused with smugness, that I am fortunate enough to be appreciating the spoils of a Dublin side who have worked bloody hard to resuscitate the body of Dublin football that had died of exhaustion post 1995. Therefore I was proud and enthused, rather than dismayed and disgusted when I saw Alan Brogan punching the air, pointing to the scoreboard and raising the pulses of Dubs all over Croke Park. I was enthused because it showed me just how much it means to them, that winning for Dublin is what they are dedicating the best years of their lives to. Being at the game, you are privy to a lot of the niggles and incidents that occur off the ball, before the ball is delivered, and after the ball has departed. Alan Brogan and Mark Vaughan had been on the receiving end of plenty of antagonism all afternoon and I would not begrudge any one of those lads to go totally bananas when they knew that all their hard work had paid off. Holier than thou journalists should back off and have a look at the bigger picture, the sniping is getting tedious. There will of course be bigger days ahead now, where Croker will rock again and the boys in blue will be fired up, full of intensity to win once more for the pride of Dublin. For now, let both us, and them, enjoy this for what it is. Well done boys, you did us proud again. Last Updated ( Monday, 16 July 2007 ) No other team creates as many chances as the dubs . Tyrone rely on their defence while kerry are on the way down to true there martyn,the dubs have it all this year and the green and gold will do well 2 stop them
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Post by Mickmack on Jul 21, 2007 20:02:50 GMT
Meath were 6 points a better team than Galway, yet, Dublin handled Meath handily enough in the replay. Shane o Rourke has improved Meath since then but it says a lot about the rude health of Dublin at the moment
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Post by BIGMAC on Jul 21, 2007 22:48:27 GMT
the writing is on the wall lads,its goin 2 b a blue summer
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Post by jackiel on Jul 21, 2007 23:25:01 GMT
Thats fine BigMac - a long as it's a green and gold autumn.
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Post by mjw20 on Jul 21, 2007 23:33:24 GMT
from the Dubs GAA site Three goals in Leinster Final ’07 saw the Dubs atop the provincial heap for the third year running having given a muscular and emotional display at Headquarters. There have been rakes, oodles and trollyloads of talk about this solar year being the year where Dublin had to really push on and switch their attentions Samwards. But for my money, provincial dominance is of utmost importance. It lays a strong foundation, builds a winning mentality and doesn’t force you out onto the highways and byways of rural Ireland! Take a look around the other provinces; Cork were one kick away from beating Kerry to the Munster crown, Galway were left sore-arsed by Sligo and ó Thuaidh, Big Joe’s orange parade didn’t even see the 12th of July! Good housekeeping means winning your province. To capture three in a row and emulate the last truly great Dublin team is something very special indeed. The game itself did not follow the pattern of manys’ a Leinster tussle in recent times. Dublin did not hit the ground running. On the contrary, Laois hit the Dubs early and before you knew it Dublin were four points down. Great credit must go to the players, who did not lose their heads or get too anxious. The coolest cucumber of the bunch was a certain Mark aka “Vince” aka “Madser” Vaughan. The boy had ice in his veins as he took some tricky kicks for Dublin that, had they gone wrong, would have potentially allowed doubt to seep in. Credit must also go to the Dublin sideline. They have been accused of not acting quickly enough on many previous occasions, but on Sunday they reacted perfectly. Moving Bryan Cullen further up the field really influenced the melody of the attack. It also left Barry Cahill to do a smashing amount of work in the halfbacks. Indeed it was Cullen who found himself upended inside the Laois box, but having the quickness of mind and body, he offloaded a super ball to Vaughan who bulged the Laois net with his weaker left foot. Even this early on, you sensed that a heavy pendulum was beginning to swing in Dublin’s favour. The attacks were increasing in volume and potency. No sooner had Fergal Byron picked the ball out of his own net for the first time in 7 championship games, when he was forced to repeat the dose. Enter Bernard Brogan. Like Dublin buses the two Dublin goals came at once. Baring down on goal, Brogan was more akin to a freight-train, his pace searing hot, running through the Laois defence. His subtle finish belied the monstrous power of the move as he clipped the ball beautifully past the despairing ‘keeper. Minds cast back to the revival of 2002 where Cosgrove the Unknown became Cossie the Heroic. That year two equally quick goals turned the final for Dublin and brought honours to the capital following a drought of 7 years. Prior to the game I wrote that should Dublin aim to match fire with fire, they would have to be sure to incinerate the Laois team, leaving no Freddy Kreuger-style resurrections possible. They certainly did that. Perhaps it was too frequently mismatched, but Dublin’s physical power was very much in evidence on the field. Strong in the tackle, and crucially, stronger in possession. There are much bigger teams out there than Laois, certainly. But there won’t be many boys bigger than Dublin in the playground this term you feel. Once Alan Brogan had scored a goal that was due to him on the basis of his hard graft, the game as a contest was over. Dublin were happy to engage in a sparring session of backs and forwards for 25 minutes or so, as Laois all but abandoned hope of being rescued by anything other than green flags. Although you never felt that Dublin would throw it away, Stephen Cluxton will not be happy with the way in which many Laois attacks breached the central columns of the Dublin rearguard. There will certainly be enough work to keep Pillar and the backroom staff busy between here and August. As the dust settled on another understated triumph for the Dubs, I was left feeling very contented. A happiness not to be confused with smugness, that I am fortunate enough to be appreciating the spoils of a Dublin side who have worked bloody hard to resuscitate the body of Dublin football that had died of exhaustion post 1995. Therefore I was proud and enthused, rather than dismayed and disgusted when I saw Alan Brogan punching the air, pointing to the scoreboard and raising the pulses of Dubs all over Croke Park. I was enthused because it showed me just how much it means to them, that winning for Dublin is what they are dedicating the best years of their lives to. Being at the game, you are privy to a lot of the niggles and incidents that occur off the ball, before the ball is delivered, and after the ball has departed. Alan Brogan and Mark Vaughan had been on the receiving end of plenty of antagonism all afternoon and I would not begrudge any one of those lads to go totally bananas when they knew that all their hard work had paid off. Holier than thou journalists should back off and have a look at the bigger picture, the sniping is getting tedious. There will of course be bigger days ahead now, where Croker will rock again and the boys in blue will be fired up, full of intensity to win once more for the pride of Dublin. For now, let both us, and them, enjoy this for what it is. Well done boys, you did us proud again. Last Updated ( Monday, 16 July 2007 ) No other team creates as many chances as the dubs . Tyrone rely on their defence while kerry are on the way down what are u on about? how can u saw tyrone rely on their defence when it nearly cost them against monaghan. i agree with one thing though no body creates as many chances as d dubs, when d play against d might of laois and offaly. i wont even comment about kerry on d way down. u must be one of d dubs doing coke on d hill with those insane comments
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Post by kerrygold on Jul 22, 2007 11:52:27 GMT
looking forward to reading roy curtis on sunday. if any of ye like to go for a few quiet pints on a sunday night nip into the shop on the way and pick up a copy of the sunday world,roy curtis's article will give ye a good laugh when the alcohol starts to tickle the minds.
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Post by Mickmack on Jul 22, 2007 15:12:00 GMT
Roy Curtis is very disingenuous towards Donaghy. He recalls his action towards Paul Hearty but neglects to say that Donaghy apologised for his actions.
Pat Spillane expects that Dublin will go all the way.
Charlie Redmond goes further......... basically says that the Dubs are back, that the pieces have fallen into place and its just a matter of going through the motions before picking up the SAM MAGUIRE CUP.
In the indo Colm o Rourke has a pop at the showboating carryon but says that the performance by the Dubs was "All Ireland winning standard".
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Post by Owenabue on Jul 22, 2007 15:48:30 GMT
It’s a bit strange, right, if Cluxton, all the players, ex-players etc and the media are correct and every team are doing these kinds of celebrations, why is it only Donaghy is mentioned as the example? If they are bringing it up almost a year later, can I conclude that they thought he did wrong, in which case so have the Dublin players, along with the thousands of other players who also do it? Or is the fact that the very same media gave Donaghy player of the year, can I conclude that what he did was a thing of nothing? Mustn’t have been nothing if Kieran felt the need to apologise, which I will compliment him on... takes a big man (pardon the pun on that one) to admit what he did was unsporting. I know some of these things are done in the heat of the moment, but that can’t be used as an excuse not to apologise afterwards.
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Post by Mickmack on Jul 22, 2007 19:00:44 GMT
A Dubliner is British open champion......... the future is blue
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Post by BIGMAC on Jul 22, 2007 19:03:54 GMT
i tell u lads ts their year,u cant stop this juggernaut
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Post by tyroneperson on Jul 22, 2007 19:06:24 GMT
The Dubs are all set now, sure they've beat the big three, Meath, Offaly and Laois.
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