Cheerio 2012!

2012 can finally be retired and considering the battering it took in recent weeks, it will gratefully take its place in the archives of the club.


The end of year dinner rarely disappoints and this year was no different. The Old Oak was cleared out, decorated and prepared for one last storm. Micheal O'Muirheartigh rolled in as special guest and the lads even threw on a few ties. There wasn't a white vest or cardigan in sight. Although John Montgomery did rock up in a Christmas jumper.

The main business of the night, as usual, was the presenting of awards and medals. Aonghus acted as MC and his father Micheal entertained.

The ladies picked up their football championship medals and Aisling, Janelle and Caoimhe picked up individual player awards in football and camogie.

Martin declined to present the hurlers with their runners up medals initially, on the basis that we hadn't come within 'an arses roar' of winning it out. A speech that keeps us grounded and focused towards 2013! Shane picked up the individual gong and Martin later relented and slipped us our medals.

Collie Byrne manoeuvred his way into the final slot on the list of speakers. He used it to reflect on his four years as football officer and ticked all the boxes. It was possibly his finest performance as he milked it to the last, much to all of the lads' delight. The medals were dished out and followed by Lynchy and Kitch picking up the individual recognitions.

Maria was a deserving club person of the year but there were special mentions (& flowers!) to recognise the massive contributions of Jane and Ross throughout the year.

I was slightly embarrassed to receive more than sufficient credit for my contributions over the years. I've told enough people on enough occasions that if you do something in the G.A.A. for the thanks you'll get, then you may be waiting a while. I never expect it or want it but to receive it and know that my contribution brought some good to the whole thing, is something I will take satisfaction from.

Within moments of the speeches concluding, the tables were cleared and everyone was let loose. Towards the back of the bar, a lengthy and orderly queue formed and everyone waited patiently to have a word and a photo with Micheal. The man has incredible stamina and patience. It really was an honour to have him there, especially when you consider he chose to decline an invitation to present Donegal with their medals on the same night. What is maybe most impressive is how fast he can grasp the situation and environment he lands in and adapt his message. He has an amazing gift.
The dancing and jostling continued till dawn. If the lads apply themselves as well to training next year, as they have to drinking in the last six weeks, then the rest might as well stay at home.