Tribute – How the Moores got over the Leinster Line

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HOW THE MOORES GOT OVER THE LEINSTER LINE

By Lorcán O’Rourke

 

Come all ye lads and lassies who support the Moorefield team

And listen while I tell of the greatest comeback ever seen

You’ve heard of Kerry’s title haul and Kilkenny’s fearsome team

Of Joe Kernan’s men in Crossmaglen and Dublin’s backs so mean.

 

But have you heard of Glavin’s men, all heart who show no fear?

The best in League and Dermot Bourke, they’re the champions of Kildare.

On a damp December Sunday, The Moores left Newbridge town

And headed down the motorway to bring home the Leinster crown.

 

Bishop Denis came to Ballymany to celebrate Mass that day

In Mary’s Church, Cill Mhuire, with Fr Paul he did pray.

We collected flags and banners, togged out in green and white

With voices loud and hearts so proud we were a wondrous sight.

 

Six shooters at the ready and supporters in the stand

Gun slingers by the dozen, hard hitters by the band.

The whistle blows, the ball is in, the ref takes full control

Scores are hard to get, but the lads are on a roll.

 

Glavin’s men in green and white are first out of the blocks

To get the opening score they’re working off their socks.

Loman’s raise two white flags and now are in the lead

But Éanna fires his first free of five, a point we really need.

 

The blue and whites push on again, a point, it’s three to two

But O’Connor scores again as only he can do.

Roli gets another one and Davy Whyte goes up to shoot

Then the Kerry man points again with his golden boot.

 

Loman’s get to number four, James Murray answers back

At the half-time call, we’re leaders of the pack

‘We’re doing well, it’s looking good, three ahead and going fine

Let’s now push on, our fifteen men the scores will mine’.

 

But Loman’s score a goal and three, and lead us in a merry dance

We’re three points down, then James Murray takes his chance.

Loman’s push ahead, two quick strikes on the trot

But Éanna puts another point into the melting pot

 

Two points more, a Sharry special, now here’s a reply from Eddie

Then a Loman’s goal, but the Moores are holding steady

At minute fifty-five, blue ribbons are on the cup

But wait a while before you smile, The Moores are waking up.

 

A man at home picks up the phone and calls up Paddy Power.

‘Put 20 lids on The Moores to win, I’ll collect in half an hour’.

Then young Aaron heads for goal, a sidestep, a trip, then a free

Éanna slots it straight and true, and the Moores all shout for glee.

 

Five minutes more, extra-time will save our day

Five points down with six to go, we really have to play.

James Murray reads a pass so well and nips in for the ball

He races on, looks up ahead and there is Roli standing tall.

 

The big man is cool and clever, alert and never bet

He picks his spot, and plants the ball in the Loman’s net,

In Portlaoise’s stand the Moores let out a thunderous roar.

We’re near the wire, we never tire, let’s get another score.

 

The ref pulls out a three-card trick, yellow, red and black.

We’re one man up and have all four aces in our pack.

That man at home is all alone, he sees his chance and in a flash

A second call to Paddy Power, another tenner to make more cash.

 

O’Connor pulls out his magic boot and clocks up number seven

We’re still in there, let’s strike again and get to seventh heaven.

Éanna repeats his trick again, then curves the ball left of cue

Where Roli swats it down to Murno who steers it straight and true.

 

Chorus: to the air of Percy French Song: The West Clare Railway  

Are you right there Daryl, are you right? You’ll raise the cup with Davy Whyte.

No mention of suspension, just release the tension, are you right there Daryl, are you right?

Are you right there Daryl, are you right? You’ll raise the cup with Davy Whyte.

No mention of suspension, just release the tension, are you right there Daryl, are you right?

 

The pitch was green all over with fans from Droichead Nua

A special place for all our gang, a fact we always knew.

Then Johnny Peters took the mic, singing to all there

We’ll bring the trophy home to the Curragh of Kildare.

 

The fifteen men who won the day lined out like this on the field of play

Tom Kinsella standing tall in goal calls his backs and has his say.

“Watch the corner Cally”, as the Healy boys survey the park

Murno’s dash and James at six help Dempsey make his mark.

 

Daryl is a tower of strength with teenage Aaron by his side

They fetch the ball high and clean to repel the Loman’s tide.

Steady Eddie leads the attack, number eleven on his back

Young Ian Meehan on his right and Davy Whyte makes up that pack

 

At thirteen, so lucky for the Moores, the Kerry man with golden shoes

Éanna’s beside the legend Roli who scored two goals in ‘06 glory

And last in line is NHL who posts deliveries just like DHL

Add in Mullins, Sweeney and Dempsey, young subs who played so well.

 

Now here’s to three wise men, Kevin, Ross and bearded Frankie

Who set the targets, lead the team and get results so free

Johnny Doyle, a smiling man, laid out the kit for the Moorefield clan

Barry Kehoe was physio and Derek Curley is our first aid man.

 

Cully Hayden is at work while Jack O’C and Cian O’Brien do their bit

Michael Murphy does us proud and sponsors all our kit

But if you need a shirt or top, just call to Paul at his Man’s Shop

And keep some change for Eric as at McDonnells you must stop.

 

Let’s not forget our UN men, Adam Tyrrell and Houlie too

Peacekeeping now in far off Leb in berets of that lovely blue

Remember all the Moorefield panel, there to test the team

With Kerry’s Cian out on the wing, to return again he’s really keen.

 

It all began for Moorefield, in eighteen eighty-two

When O’Kellys called a meeting to organise a football crew.

Let’s not forget the men of yore who soldiered in times past

To win three Leaders and the senior crown at last.

 

In the Fifties and Sixties, they brought football to great heights

They played the game in summer fame to brighten up dark winter nights.

There was a man in Irish Ropes, sporting talent he could tell

Football first and work as well, God rest your soul, dear Billy Bell.

 

Davy, Alex and John Joe – another three who ran the show

They travelled far to find this place to build a club where we could go

They’re looking down when the Moores go out to win the day

As Gerry Moran’s football coahes show our boys how they should play

 

Finale – To the air of Percy French Song: The West Clare Railway

 

Are you right there Daryl, are you right? You’ll raise the cup with Davy Whyte.

No mention of suspension, just release the tension Are you right there Daryl, are you right?

Are you right there Daryl, are you right? You’ll raise the cup with Davy Whyte.

No mention of suspension, just release the tension Are you right there Daryl, are you right?