ST
BRENDAN'S: SENIOR CHAMPIONS 2002
Brendan's Clinch
second championship.
By Sean Flynn (Irish
World)
St Brendan's
2-11 St
Clarets 0-10
Back
Row Left to Right: Eric O'Reilly,
John Cafferkey , Ciaran McCarthy, Dermot
O'Halloran, Ed O'Reilly, Ciaran Byrne, Billy
Molloy, James Carmody, Jonathan McCaffrey,
Martin Gill, Gary Cullen, Sean McAlinden,
Barry Solan
Front Row Left to
Right: Paddy Corscadden (Selector),
Pat McNabb (Manager), Colin McCarthy, Brendan
Bolger, Sean Murphy, Kevin Duffy, Niall Barry
(Captain), Fergal Greenan, Liam O'Connell,
Declan McKeever, John Joe McNabb, Shane
Manley, Fintan O'Malley
St Brendan's 2-11
St Clarets 0-10
St Brendan's
came away victors in the Allied Irish Bank
London Senior Football Championship final in
Ruislip on Sunday, in a closely contested game
that saw both sides trading tit-for-tat points
throughout the first half. However, Brendan's
eventually found the extra gear after the
interval that allowed them to navigate a
course to victory.
The
winner’s first goal, which came early in the
second half, turned the tide against a Clarets
side who were three points ahead at the time.
Once Brendan's had the initiative it was
always going to be an up hill battle for their
off-spring club, as they struggled to find
scoring opportunities against a wind that was
firmly in the Brendan's sails.
Clarets
started the game with more promise and more
industry than the Brendan's. The Hoops opened
their account with a point practically from
the throw-in and it wasn’t long before
Tyrone man Mickey McConomy sent over the first
of his four points.
This
was closely followed by a point from Londoner
and team captain Steven Sherry. St
Brendan's were slow to start and seemed
to have difficulty finding their range but
once they settled, Martin Gill, Brendan's Mayo
man in the right back slot steadied their
nerves.
Liam
O Connell, the Cork left half forward was the
second man to point for the Brendan's and once
they settled, the quickly put themselves back
in touch.
The
two teams went in at the interval with nothing
between them at six points each.
St
Clarets, doubtless aware that they had failed
to fully capitalise on the breeze, came out
with a fire in their bellies and their first
score, taken by Galway man Martin Hession,
seemed to be a statement of intent and it
wasn’t long before they had stretched their
lead to three points.
Then
disaster struck. For some time Brendan's
seemed to have the key to unlocking the
Clarets’ defence, with a combination of
short passing and playing the ball in from the
wings. Clarets
goalkeeper Brian Tansey, had kept his team in
the game with a couple of magnificent close
range reflex saves, but unfortunately for the
Roscommon man, his form was not destined to
hold out. After committing himself to a high ball outside the box, he
could only look on helplessly as man of the
match Martin Gill robbed him and goaled with
relative ease, having judged his chance well.
To be fair to Tansey, he is normally more at
home on the half back line and had played out
of his skin with a real take-charge attitude
up to that point.
Clarets
- bloodied but unbowed - showed an indomitable
spirit, despite the fact that the tide of the
game had obviously turned against them.
The scrapped hard for every score and
the Brendan's were forced to pull something
special from the top drawer to consolidate
their lead.
That said, James Carmody forced the
Clarets into an error that resulted in a
penalty and Martin Gill bombed it into the top
right hand
corner for his and his side’s second
goal.
Brendan's'
scores came from all over the forward line and
demonstrated an ability to mix their game up,
an ability that saw them through admirably in
the end.
St
Brendan's:
Billy
Molloy Wexford; Martin Gill Mayo
(2-1), Gary Cullen Wicklow,
Sean Murphy Dublin; Kevin Duffy Fermanagh,
Kieran Byrne Carlow, Fergal
Greenan Monaghan (0-1); James
Carmody Limerick (0-1), Kieran
McCarthy Cork (0-1); Liam
O’Connell Cork (0-1), Shane
Manley Offaly (0-1), Barry Solen
Mayo (0-2), Brendan Bolger Kilkenny
(0-1), Eric Reilly Meath (0-2),
Niall Barry Louth.
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