Poor internetting.
Just seen that bit on the news of Michael OâDONOGHUE meeting his parents. Twould bring tears to a stone.
Edit: apologies @ironmoth
No need to apologise mate. It was a very poignant scene. You can see what it meant to him and his family.
Derek spoke very well on the Quay tonight Iâm told. Iâd imagine heâll stay another year.
I was welling up.
Oooooft.
Checkmate, mate.
Headshot
Game set and match
I saw that two days ago, Sid. Thought it was a very accurate post at the time. The problem for you is you did a 180 yesterday and went for Waterford. @GeoffreyBoycott with neatest of tap-ins that even @balbec would be proud of.
Try and pick yourself up off the floor, mate.
Your team won the All-Ireland yesterday and youâre here trawling through my posts in a desperate attempt to try and prove some point to yourself.
Go to the pub, or something.
Throw up the post where you predicted a draw there as well you seem to have covered all the other bases
Heâs all over the shop. His chum took a pummelling from @SHANNONSIDER today too. At least They have each other. Misery loves company.
Did you enjoy the game yesterday?
I did mate⌠Watched it with a Galway mate of mine and got caught up with the emotions at the end⌠Tho I would have been the same had Waterford won it. Thought you were gonna fuck it away mid way through the second half⌠Your nerves must have been shot, kid! Who did you watch it with?
You should be celebrating, not nit picking on the Internet. Hup outta that & drink it in maaaaannnnnnn
wrong thread.
âŚwrong thread
EDIT wtf?
Nerves werenât too bad to be fair. I had a member of the NOGRA for company, and some family nearby. They acted as a calming influence. I got a bit jittery before throw in, again after Waterfordâs second goal, and the last time was when they took the lead for the first time. Outside of that I was pretty calm, as we seemed to be finding scores that bit easier.
Flynnâs point on 62 mins seemed to knock the stuffing out of Waterford. It came from the puck out after Conor Cooneyâs (unbelievable) point, which was neatly taken down by David Burke in midfield, and then popped up to Coen. He played a lovely ball into Flynn, who flicked it into space for himself, picked it, shimmied, then straight over the bar. Score was out to 4 and Waterfordâs decision making began to falter after that.
Hail hail