1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 A true and sincere gentleman, in the game today none finer
He captained Cork in 93, but that was merely minor
His true vocation lay with us, where he became renowned
In battling for the City on the fields of Bishopstown
Rob Hindmarch saw potential and gave him his 1st start
By the time we moved back home again, he was playing a regular part
Twas a Thursday late in August in nineteen ninety six
When his account was opened and what’s more his bag of tricks
He downed the Ramblers one to nil, what a way to convince
He’s kept it up and scored for us through every season since

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 His early days were halcyon, saw him line out with the stars
Deccie, Patsy, Johnnie C, and Kelvin pre Mars bars
97, End of season, things were looking up
We stood on the periphery of the Intertoto Cup
On the Tuesday night we’d won 2-0 at the Brandywell
Johnnie C and Colin meant that a draw would be just swell
Hopes were high, Rovers at home, then we went one down
But Colin T was there to make broad smiles out of the frowns
From ups to down the following year, a bad injury struck
Meant missing the cup final, not to mention cursing luck

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 In zero one slash zero two along came further trouble
We had to rub our eyes for fear that we were seeing double
Another Colin O’Brien? Surely how can that be?
A name change quickly sorted that, he added in a T
He’ll don the jersey, fight the cause, no matter the conditions
Over many years we’ve used the lad in multiple positions
“A smashing guy”, “a lovely lad”, what more can one man say?
Worthy of all the plaudits that will ever come his way
The perfect role model, his status truly honourific
He’s Colin T or CT, or maybe just Colin Terrific



Poem to honour Colin T. O’Brien

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/terrific/