It was a large cockatoo, As black as your shoe, Though nobody knew Where it came from. It just blew in one day And they christened it Ray, Though God knows where they Got the name from. And it perched on the bar, With its large beak ajar And a twinkling star In its eyeball. […]

Black shadows creep like an eclipse As cellos stroke a dark refrain. The numbness in my fingertips Seeps slowly up toward my brain. The veil is drawn like ghostly ships That glide across some darkened main, Which eases ev’ry stab of pain And stays the oft-protesting lips. Below the line, the sun now slips. The […]

Put Notcher in goal, he’s useless outfield, Perhaps he has talents as yet still concealed. He can’t kick a ball with his left or his right, And shirks fifty fifties, recoiling in fright. Its hard to allot him a suitable role – He’s no good outfield so let’s put him in goal. Oh Notcher, you’re […]

Bob Fullam had a fearsome shot That frightened the Italians. (‘Twas used in training camps a lot By army corps battalions) When he placed it on the spot, They fingered their medallions, And tears ran very hard and hot As though they’d chopped up scallions.

The European Championships – a much-loved competition, Nearly fifty years of age, a footballing tradition. But Ireland’s record in it has been worthy of rebuke – We only qualified the once and that was quite a fluke. But back in 1959, we won eternal fame, When Dalymount played host to the inaug’ral EC game. Of […]