A day to forget for the Mountbellew keeper. Comes charging way out to land a shoulder on Kelly and missed him leaving the back door wide open once again for a simple Moycullen goal.
And so it comes to pass, albeit Moycullen had a fair bit more than a nose to spare.
There was some serious hits all over the place in the Moycullen MM game. Two big teams and went at it hell for leather.
What a man Sean Kelly is. The leader of his county and club, will fill in any gap that crops up and as brave as a lion. An absolute belter of a goal to top it off.
Eoin Finnerty nearly bettered it just after with an unbelievable run straight at the heart of the Moycullen defence. He showed unreal physical strength, poise and beautiful skills to round two or three Moycullen men and got the shot away which was very well saved.
Salthill will be hoping the physical exertions of today will take a lot out of Moycullen. My sense is if not Moycullen will overpower them.
Clarinbridge through after getting a scare from Tommy Larkins. St. Thomas beat Cappataggle in the other QF without having to over-extend themselves. Forget about Ja Mannion, lads. Waste of time. Young Collins on the other hand? Heās the real deal. I hope Henry was taking notes.
Yeah, Collins is class alright. Tommies really put it up to the Bridge. Think they led by 7 at HT. Bridge with the gale behind them hit them for 3 goals in the second half. Just about got them over the line. The last goal a brilliant individual effort from TJ Brennan.
Desperate conditions for hurling. The ground is saturated. Refs put the whistles away and let them fight it out pretty much.
Someone watching the club game down there was telling me TJ Brennan is the lad most likely to make an impression on the senior team next. Iād assumed it would be in the fullback line but is he an option further up the field?
Looked like an unpleasant bit of afters one of the bridge lads gave the TL defender on the ground. May have followed something, but I absolutely hate that stuff.
Monthly James Skehill in Kenny Park town end goals: he fucked up a puckout, roared at an innocent Conor Cooney seemingly blaming him, grabbed Cooney calling him a āfucking cuntā, backed down from Cooney and retreated back to his goals.