Monday 12 January 2009

Tribute to Yeats

Boyle Celtic 2 – Yeats United 0

Sunday 9th of November 2008 saw Boyle Celtic travel to Yeats Utd in Carney village near Lissadel, the well known hangout of the great man himself. What better way to report on the victory than a report in verse as a tribute to W.B. and his work.

We arose and went, to Yeats back yard,
Knowing full well, this match would be hard.
And so it proved, in the worst of weather,
But Sean Kerins men, got it together.

We started well, and built from the back,
Purcell’s magic showing Digger’s lack.
McHale and Raymie would start to roll,
And set John Maughan on his way to goal

One on one, John will rarely miss,
And the build-up created, a chance like this,
He took the shot, and in it flew.
Celtic winning and the crowd yahoos.

The rest of the half, was pretty scrappy,
But manager kerins, seemed quite happy.
Our lads were giving, their one and all,
John Connolly fighting for every ball.

Mckillen was good, McHale was immense,
Dunzey hard-working but not making sense.
The ref blew his whistle, half-time in the fray,
The lads now wondering what Kerins would say.

Part two of the contest, began like the first,
Purcell dominating, but dying of thirst.
He slightly regretted, lastnights feed of ale,
But he needn’t have worried, because we had McHale.

Raymie Maughan was rising, like Zeus on a cloud,
His towering headers, getting yahoos from the crowd.
In the blink of an eye, John Maughan was felled.
Penalty for Boyle, the referee yelled.

This was it surely, we’re going two up!
You wouldn’t believe it, Maughan slipped up.
Save from the keeper, it remained at one nil
Yeats’ men were fading but could boyle make the kill?

Come on! Shouted corrigan, McKillen took heed,
He drove through defenders, like a gorilla on speed.
Foul cried the ref, and a penalty to boot.
John Maughan stepped forward to give it the boot.

No mistake this time, back of the net
Now for the victory, Boyle Celtic were set.
A great team performance, all gave their best.
Celtic the winners, now the ‘lourg for a rest.