A prior engagement meant that I only saw the second half of De La Salle’s Munster final against Adare today. Watching them fall 0-9 to 0-2 behind, anyone in the vicinity of my exterior monologue would know that I thought De La Salle’s goose was cooked. They were going to need at least ten points in the last 20 minutes having only managed two in the first 40. Factor in the generally low scoring nature of matches at this time of year and (let’s be frank) the quality of the teams, and the initially improbable looked impossible.
Which, as I’ve noted repeatedly in the recent past, shows you what I know. Point-goal-point from the Waterford champions and the previously assured Adare were suddenly rocking on their heels. What was especially thrilling about the final third of the game was that while De La Salle never looked like mowing down their opponents, once they had gotten their noses in front there was only ever going to be one winner. And so, having never previously won the county championship – it seems the wins in 1913 and 1914 were the school – De La Salle have now won the county title and the Munster title in the space of three weeks. All Waterford is delighted for ye, not least those who have gone to their eternal reward.