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A GREAT SEASON FOR ALL IN FINGLAS

Today I look back and reminisce about the season gone by. How at the beginning of the 2001 we were brought together through our passion for playing football. We were a very naive, you might even say innocent bunch of young men. We had wild hopes of hopes of destroying every opposition we came across. We knew we all had the talent in school on the “big yard” and so we looked at ourselves and thought - we are a brilliant team, all we need to do is get fit and were sure to crush any average pub team- Well, now a year and 5 months on, I can say with no hesitation I have never been as wrong in all my life. We lost our first 4 games in a fashion that can only be described as “sad”. I realize now with the aid of hindsight that we were a foolish bunch of average players with mouths bigger than brains. Every Saturday the team arrived at the doors of Martins Lounge and bitched until we drank enough to convince ourselves that it was just down to bad luck and next time we would surely get the result we so desperately craved.

Players came and players left and one memorable day in the Naul Park we took on Frankfort and succeeded in getting the result Finglas had honestly earned. Needless to say after the game there was a session that you might only witness again if Ireland win the world cup. Unfortunately this wasn’t the break through that we all thought. Again we showed our innocence as we scurried to our computers to check the league positions to see if we could top the table. That’s when the biggest puffters I ever met stepped in and thought us a lesson. St James of Stillorgan beat us well and put us firmly in our place. This match made me realize that we were just another bunch of schmoes who didn’t really have anything better to offer than any other team. This is what brings me to the match reports of the last three matches of the season. We played St James for the third time with the intent of thrashing them and I have to say we should have. We were short of players from the off with the likes Robbie Owens deciding to watch Arsenal play United for the premiership title. Tommy Lowndes or “limping Lilly” as he is also known was hobbling round the right back position for most of the game until Len Maher the stand in manager whipped him off. To be honest I don’t blame Finglas for the loss how could they take the game seriously when the opposition go round calling themselves stupid nicknames like “cowboy” and “moonshine”. Give me a break St James. Half of St James are Mullas the other half stuck up Nancy boys. But the fact remains this shower of queers beat us three times. The only good thing to come out of this game was Darren Murray’s tackle where he ran the best part of twenty yards to shoulder an unexpecting St James player in the neck. The noise was deafening but a pleasure to listen to. Another Finglas player worth mentioning is Mick Mcguinness who is my man of the match. He played the best game of his season against this team he proved himself to be a strong and reliable defender with a good left foot. It’s a shame he skips like a fairy before each match letting himself and his teammates down. We lost the game 2-1 yet another disaster against a team we are all eager to play next season.

Right the next match was against the suckiest suckers in the whole sucking world. Yeah you have guessed it Malahide or should I say Maluhoide. These bunch of predator boot wearing tennis players were shown a thing or two by a much more skillful team. Unlike the last game between the two teams, which ended in a draw, Malahide played most of the original players. Although there were some players they had drafted down from other superior leagues. The only word I can think that sums up Malahide is “crapsters”. They are a small group of Willy Watching choirboys. There Mommys and Daddys buy them the best of boots and shin guards and by hell do they need them. Keith Ennis scored two excellent goals giving the victory to Finglas. Lenny Maher again stepped in and Maher did himself proud. He listened to Derek Reilly’s inspiring instructions before half time and repeated them perfectly to the squad. This team talk was the turning point of the game and Finglas took home a well-deserved victory. Well done to Maher and his right hand man Reilly. Man of the match was Keith Ennis.

Frankfort was the last match of the season and poor oul Finglas showed it as a tired listless team took to the pitch. Frankfort looked much sharper in the first half dancing round our players like it was a primary school match between us 1^st class V’s them 6th class. They honestly made fools of us. It has to be said Mick McGiunness was lucky he previously proved himself as a good player because he surely won the crapest match of the year award against Frankfort. For young Mick it was one of those days we all have had where you think your playing basketball in your own box, don’t worry Mick it’s an easy mistake to make. Mick handled the ball ridiculously to give away the first penalty and then later on in the same half decided to kick the shit out of some Frankfort player in the box who was foolish enough to think he had a right to have the ball. All in all Finglas were dire in the first half. Finglas came off two goals down. They were a dejected frustrated team who had no interest in playing the second half until the gaffer stood in. He gave a speech that would make a grown man cry. His voice quivered and his hair stood on the back of his neck as he screamed instructions to the team. I could tell looking round me that most of the team had lumps in their throats. They were embarrassed, ashamed and rightly so. They came back on the pitch and it has to be said it was the best I have ever seen Finglas play considering the ability of their opposition. Bibzer Kelly quickly brought the score back to 2-1 and Keith Ennis made it 2-2. This placed the title of top goal scorer firmly in Keith’s possession. The controversial Andy Ekwe missed numerous chances that an “oul-one” would have scored. Murray missed a penalty and proceeded to blame it on everyone else but himself. The game finished 2-2. My man of the match was Seanny Smart for saving one of the penalties given away by confused Mick McGiunness.

I’m sure you are all disappointed to hear this is the last match report. I would like to say a hearty congrats to clubman and player of the year respectively Brian Keenan and Dave McCabe. Well done lads but seriously do something about that Ann and Barry hear cut Brian and Dave try to take the hairdryer off turbo-boost when your doing your fringe.

All the best here’s to next season.

Dicey Reilly.