Two for Clarke in Irish Junior Cup win
āHo ho ho Magee, what actually happened during the damn game?!ā. Everyone’s a critic these days.
If you want to know that we had an in-advanced-state-of-over-refreshment Darren RogersĀ between the sticks and a return of our classic back four line up ofĀ Robbie Sinclair, Chris MurrayandĀ Keith ConwayĀ all controlled by the Master to their Blaster, Irwin – get lost, go read a book.
If you wanted to know that our midfield contained a repurposed non-training centre back from the ones called Phil āThe Iron LungāĀ Templeton (also know as El Burro by fellow midfield statues, the Statler and Waldorf combo of Adgey and Gippy) you arenāt going to hear about it here – you should have made the effort to get down there (āWhere?! You havenāt told us yet!!).
And seeing as you donāt know any of that youāve no chance of divining that the forward line had last week’s ridiculous man of the match and unemployed Saturday workerĀ Nathan Grimshaw, 1s kidnappeeĀ Jack Bond, John āhe scores when he gets the urgeāĀ ClarkeĀ and one returning Kineso-taped Mummy.
You’re not going to read about any of that here!
Go and read Clontarfās report if you want to know how the 2s crushed their foes, saw them driven before them and then had to hang around to listen to the lamentations of their otherāalfs as they ran out 3-1 victors enroute to the quarter finals of the Irish Junior Cup and an almost certain Christmas Special on Jimmy Pās results round-up.
Iāve no time for all that, I need to tie this into Star Wars….or maybe Conan for a change.