For the weekend that’s in it.
Saturday, February 2nd, 1980.
Ireland faced Scotland off the back of a whipping from her old master.
Ballerina-footed Ollie Campbell and the greased ferret like elusiveness of Colin Patterson lead the charge, backed by southern musclemen, Donal Spring and first-time in green try scorer Moss Keane.
Niall Kiely wrote in the following Monday’s Irish Times:
Our resident Scotsman in a busy restaurant came from Troon, and named, inevitably one-felt, Brown. He had found problems to transcend the day’s woes, one of which led him to beseech every woman present for a needle and thread – a terrace scrimmage had seen him split his only pair of trousers – yet further tragedy stalked in that he had belatedly discovered that Galway , where he wanted to visit an old flame, was not a suburb of Dublin.
Och!
Previously: Giving It A McLash, 1985
Retro Rugby on Broadsheet
The late Moss Keane. He took me for a training session when I was a schoolboy, I thought he was an actual giant!
wow. fascinating
Not really, he’d have done lots of work with underage teams. It’s still not that unusual to see international players work with their schools and clubs from time to time.
Sorry Digs, I was being sarcastic.
Aaron’s rugger posts just don’t do it for me.
TBF I lived near Portarlington for a while and Moss Keane is a legend and fondly remembered there.
I love you Joe the Lion, I guess I always have.
Joe says: “RAWR, RAWR STOP LIKING WHAT I DON’T LIKE”.
Moss Keane wasn’t born. He was dug out of the Earth.