Cookstown go nap in the floods!

So as storm Ciara went back to wherever storms live, her rogue brother in law Dennis the menace appeared. He may have halted proceedings in a high flying Bangor derby, but Cookstown 2s at home? I think not.

As storm Dennis was denied so was Daniel’s early hockey siesta and with sad regret Mark Shannon’s stunning golden pint of all things wonderful-which he will never see again due to an impressive skull by Philip Temple-of-doom!! Back to hockey we lost 5-1, kinda unlucky tbf as they conceded first from a tap in courtesy of Rob rolling back the teenage years of being a pinch hitter for the Red Sox u15s B team. A great man is always willing to be little…you know what, sod that, the goal was a home dinger peach snapper son of a gun which came, saw and conquered the back of the net. (And that’s all I gotta say, pm for more details)

Unfortunately after taking a 1-0 lead the pork chops got reptile and slotted in a few quickies in short time which saw the game fall out of our tender palms. However, the game stayed very competitive and tasty. Final score: ND 1 Bangers n mash 5

MOM In democratic fashion Gippy