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    Originally posted by Knights of Thomond View Post
    Apparently the great man is bringing out a new autobiography! Extracts in the times today
    Really interesting take on time he "met" the Queen - hands in the pockets, and that. He said that he got letters from rabid republicans supporting him!
    "I don't believe in fairytales," O'Connell once told me, "even though it feels like I've been lucky enough to live through a few. However it ends, I'll feel lucky."
    Donald McRae, Guardian Rugby, October 2015

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      Where did this boom come out of? Didn't hear a thing about it till this morning. I love the way it will be fighting with Sexton's becoming a lion in the run up to Christmas. The extracts were pretty interesting.

      The Pope couldn't fix the ROG/Sexton split.
      The boo's when Paulie emerged in the semi v ASM
      McGahan used to call him "the king"
      The phone call from Deccie telling him that he was dropped was on speaker in the car with his kids!

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        Originally posted by lahinch_lass View Post
        slightly off-topic.. but I think this is the most appropriate location .. fota Wildlife park have named their Cheetah cub ROG - http://thescore.thejournal.ie/fota-w...e=twitter_self
        Apparently, inseparable from the huge tawny-maned alpha lion-cub. :D
        Ceterum censeo INM irrumandum esse.

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          Originally posted by lahinch_lass View Post
          slightly off-topic.. but I think this is the most appropriate location .. fota Wildlife park have named their Cheetah cub ROG - http://thescore.thejournal.ie/fota-w...e=twitter_self
          Might have been more appropriate to call him Stringer because the cheetah's technique for bringing down prey is the same as Stringer's legendary tap tackles.
          The early bird catches the worm but it's the second mouse that gets the cheese.

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            As a matter of interest had anyone heard of this new book before today? Just wondering how it might have slipped through my grasp

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              Originally posted by Knights of Thomond View Post
              As a matter of interest had anyone heard of this new book before today? Just wondering how it might have slipped through my grasp
              yea, it was talked about during the summer and there have been a few signing sessions announced. It's being released this week hence the newspaper appearance. Same publishers as his first book. Gerry Thornley co- writer
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                His first one was awful. I'd expect this one to be a hell of a lot better.
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                  Originally posted by fitzy73 View Post
                  His first one was awful. I'd expect this one to be a hell of a lot better.
                  They shouldn't do one while they're still playing. He's out of the game now so maybe he'll feel more able to say things now than he did then.
                  The Maul is Back!! LONG LIVE THE MAUL!!

                  Stringer is bigger even than his own immense shadow. Pound for pound, he is the best tackler in the world. If you put him into bag of cats he\'d come out without a scratch. He was hit very late for Murphy\'s try. And when he got up, as we knew he would, the crowd cried his name as if he had just fixed the economy.Billy Keane-After Munster\'s famous loss to the AB\'s.

                  The Bull-Truly irreplaceable, a mountain of a man. 100 caps!!

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                    Originally posted by fitzy73 View Post
                    His first one was awful. I'd expect this one to be a hell of a lot better.
                    not awful, but Trevor Brennan's was fresher.

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                      Originally posted by fitzy73 View Post
                      His first one was awful. I'd expect this one to be a hell of a lot better.
                      The first one was to set the record straight about all the rumours and stuff that were circulating around the world cup.

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                        Originally posted by jeepers View Post
                        The first one was to set the record straight about all the rumours and stuff that were circulating around the world cup.
                        To be fair thats not really accurate

                        The first one was to make a few quid, this one is to make more.

                        Simple enough!

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                          Originally posted by fitzy73 View Post
                          His first one was awful. I'd expect this one to be a hell of a lot better.
                          I wouldn't. His stated ambition is to coach Munster, so he won't be dishing the dirt any time soon. The only one you might think would tell more would be Peter Stringer, but even then he might be wary.

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                            With all that travel ,I hope he wasnt writing while driving,:_giggle__rvmp_by_ba

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                              From the Irish Times !

                              I don’t think your form at the minute is good enough’


                              On getting the call: ‘When it rang I had a look at the name. DeclanKidney. F#ck it. Ignored it. Deccie obviously wasn’t ringing me to tell me I was captain against France’

                              I remember the day vividly. It was lunchtime on Sunday, March 3rd, 2013. Myself,Jessica and the four kids went to Luigi Malone’s for pizza and icecream.

                              We had tickets booked for The Gruffalo’s Child in the Cork Opera House at three that afternoon so we headed over there. The Gruffalo’s Child will never be the same again.
                              I was relaxed in my own head. I wasn’t expecting a call because the Munster game against the Ospreys the night before had gone quite well from a personal point of view, and I’d just needed to show that.
                              My gear was still in Carton House outside of Dublin where the Irish squad had been based for the Six Nations. In fact, as I write these words, over seven weeks later, it’s still there.
                              I was due in Carton House that night so my day was revolving around that. I was going to travel with Donncha O’Callaghan, as always. I don’t remember whose turn it was to drive but we collect each other around six o’clock to be up there for around 9.30, so I had plenty of time.

                              Ignored
                              Because of where we were, I had the phone on vibrate in my pocket. When it rang I had a look at the name. Declan Kidney. **** it. Ignored it.

                              Deccie obviously wasn’t ringing me to tell me I was captain against France the following Saturday at the Aviva.
                              About halfway throughThe Gruffalo’s Child I took JJ to the toilet and the phone went again. I was going to answer it but that wasn’t the time or place so I just let it ring.
                              After we walked out to the car, which was parked about 200 metres from the Opera House, I rang him back.
                              I said, “Howya.”
                              He said: “I need to meet up with you. I need to speak with you.”
                              “OK, yeah, grand,no hassle. I’m not around though, Dec. I’ve just left the Opera House with the family.”
                              “When will you be finished there and I’ll meet you?”
                              Sometimes the management stay in Carton House because they’re so busy, but Deccie was in Cork.
                              He bent overbackwards to try and meet me but I just said, “Deccie, it doesn’t make any difference to me what you say to me, whether it’s over the phone or to my face, I’m not going to look upon you any less as a man. It’s obvious you’ve something to say.”

                              40-secondsilences
                              I’ve learned over the years that the key with Deccie is not to speak too much because that’s what he loves. He’s happy to leave 40-second silences on the phone if you let him.

                              He said: “No, I can’t do this over the phone.”
                              “Well sure it’s not good news so, Deccie. I’m not ****ing stupid. I realise what’s going on.”
                              He was humming and hawing, and kept trying to arrange a meeting; it felt like he was having difficulty holding back his emotions.
                              I was obviously feeling hugely disappointed because I thought I’d weathered the storm with the game against the Ospreys, but he just said to me, “I don’t have a place for you this weekend”.
                              “OK,” I said.“That’s all right.”
                              “Do you want to ask me anything about it?”
                              I said: “Can I ask you, for my own head, why?”
                              I don’t think your form at the minute is good enough,” he replied.
                              I snapped. “Did you see the game last night?”
                              Yeah,I was at the game.”
                              How did you think I went?”
                              You went very well.”
                              Is that not the latest form?”
                              It is, it is, but I thought Paddy went really well against Scotland,”he said.
                              You thought he went really well against Scotland? Well, if that’s how you think that’s fair enough, you know. That’s your opinion, but I wouldn’t necessarily agree with going really well at Test level.”
                              And he said: “Well, that’s where we are.”
                              Grand,”I said, “that’s fine, I’ve nothing else to ask you.”
                              I wanted to say it to you before you got in the car and you came up to training and I spoke to you in Dublin,” he added.
                              Yeah,I appreciate that. That’s very important to both of us, how it’s handled.”
                              We hung up. It had been as amicable as it could be. Deccie had been my coach on and off – mostly on – since making me captain of the Under-14s in Presentation Brothers College.
                              Now I was being dropped from a match-day squad for the first time in 14 years playing for Ireland. We’d had our conversation on speaker,with Jessie and the kids in the car. I talked with Jess for a little while and a swirl of thoughts went round in my head.
                              I was very conscious of the bigger picture at this stage. I was looking at coaching and issues like that because I was top dog for 10 years,then I was sub, and I was always trying to gain experience, or learn about how important the squad is, and how you treat people.

                              Named in squad :
                              I wanted to make sure that I wasn’t named in the squad and then have people perceive me as “the difficult Corkman” – he got named in the squad and then he didn’t show up.

                              As disappointments go, this was huge, but I think the more mature and experienced you are, the better you can handle these things. So I rang him back – just to clarify, as I said, that he had dropped me all together, that when the squad was announced at tea-time or in the evening, my name would not be there.
                              I told him that if it was a case of me being named in a squad and then omitted on Tuesday when the team and replacements were announced, I’d make my way to Carton House.
                              I just didn’t want my team-mates thinking “this fella is sour now that he’s not named in the thing”. I told Deccie: “If I’m in the 30-man squad I’ll be there, nothing surer.”
                              He clarified that he was not naming me. That was it. It was courteous enough. He’d made his decision.
                              I was driving us to my parents’ house and was glad to be with my wife and kids and family. I called one or two people whose judgement I trust, but they got it wrong. They advised me to issue a statement that night officially retiring from international rugby.
                              But something inside me said “don’t do that”. It would have seemed petulant. It would have been a horrible way for it to end.
                              Last edited by skinnyryan; 3rd-November-2013, 17:35.
                              Caoimhin De Burgh

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                                Rog on The Big Red Monster:
                                I see the big red monster, Paulie, running across the pitch. Ha Ha.. :_excited__rvmp_by_b

                                He nearly put my shoulder out of its socket with his high five’


                                On preparing to face Clermont: O’Gara’s last Munster game and Paul O’Connell is in a fiery and inspirational mood




                                Conor’s a good lad and a hard-working lad. I said to him in the warm-up, “This is a great opportunity now, against Parra and James, this is where we’re going to get an advantage. You f#cking destroyed Parra in the Aviva,” I reminded him. “More of the same now today. He doesn’t like playing against you.” I could see him literally growing in front of me. He kind of thought about it and said, “I f#cking manhandled him.” again now, today.”I think Morgan Parra does have a small bit of a doubt playing against Conor. Parra was good that day, but by his standards he was quiet enough, while Conor worked unbelievably hard and had a big game.
                                I went through my kicking, and I was relaxed and going well.
                                The Munster fans were all to one side of me and shouting “Come on, Rog!” and soon. You can feed off that.
                                Big red monster
                                Suddenly the French crowd were going mental. Booing echoed around the ground,and I see the big red monster, Paulie, running across the pitch.
                                The twice-weekly Midi Olympique rugby paper had demonised him all week, using still photographs from television pictures of him kicking Dave Kearney during the Leinster game a couple of weeks before.
                                Then Paulie copped that it was directed at him. I could see him talking to himself:
                                “Come on, ye *****, come on, ye *****.”
                                I put out my hand, and as he ran by he slapped it and shouted, “Let’s f#cking kill these *****, Rog!” It was f#cking special. He nearly knocked my f#cking shoulder out of its socket with the force of his high five.
                                I’d say he hadn’t expected it at all and yet his initial reaction was“Bring it on! We’re going to f#cking do it today!”
                                I loved it.He was fit to play all right. He was ready to go there and then, and there was still half an hour to kick-off!

                                Fitness test
                                Paulie had told the senior players the night before that he was doing a fitness test at 9.30 am. It had been in my head all night, and when I came down to breakfast I asked Bryce Cavanagh.
                                “What’s the story with Paulie?”
                                And he went: “All good.”
                                “How did the tests go?”
                                ‘No, he didn’t need to do them.’
                                I thought,“what the hell is he playing at so?” I hadn’t thought about it since, and then Paulie’s reaction to the booing gave me confidence.
                                Back in the dressing-room there was a good buzz, with a nice focus. Before the majority of games much of what’s said is noise, and sometimes fellas say things as much for themselves as for everyone else.
                                This must have been one of those times, because I only remember saying something like“Lads, we’ll be on the ropes, but don’t break. Don’t f#cking break. Just hang in there. I’m telling you they’ll have f#cking purple patches, but do not break. Just let them be the first f#ckers to break. You might think we are being steamrolled at times, but just don’t break.”
                                Last edited by skinnyryan; 3rd-November-2013, 18:14.
                                Caoimhin De Burgh

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