Monaghan 4 Shelbourne 0

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 A four nil defeat?
It was hard to believe.
For Mons, it was sweet,
Like a warm Christmas Eve.
Distraught and amazed,
Too “shel-shocked” to grieve,
Our centre-backs dazed,
Confused and naïve.
This great tangled web
That we’re eager to weave
Is now starting to ebb
As we underachieve.
‘Gainst European giants,
In past seasons, we’ve
Shown steadfast defiance
And earned a reprieve.
But all that has stopped,
(As I mentioned to Steve)
The distance we’ve dropped
Is too great to conceive.



Deportivo la Coruna, Hadjuk Split and Steau Bucharest couldn’t whip us 4-0, but mighty Monaghan could.

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