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Public Area => Taxi Talk => Topic started by: U Wha on June 13, 2018, 01:31:30 am
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Found this in the back of a cupboard. That was a great summer!
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It was...........and what a terrible beauty is born now.....
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I was lucky enough and young enough back then to be part of 'Jackies Green Army' that marched on Rome in the summer of 1990.
Probably one of the best experiences of my life, I attended all 5 matches, the high-light of course was beating Romania on penalties.
The picture below is of me and some Brazilian chick taken on a bridge in Rome over the Tiber river on the way to the Olympic stadium to play Italy.
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I was on the 'Booze cruise', a luxury liner sailing around the Mediterranean ocean full of Irish supporters and docking at each port.
First stop, Cagliari to meet the English, tension was high in the boat all day, the air was electric.
Lineker got the First but Kevin Sheedy (with the compliment of a Mick Mc Carthy throw-in) got the equalizer.
We partied Hard all that night.
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Next stop was the 'Gippers' (Egypt) in Palermo, a most boring game, the Gippers played fer a draw and got it.
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Jeez Ken ,you have lovely legs
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Back to Palermo again 4 days later to face the Dutch, the Irish fans are seated below the Dutch fans in the stand.
"Fook this" I'm thinking, "If we go a goal up then them kounts will pelt down on us".
'Full of Beer' I hand me mate Conor me camera and tell him; "Take a picture of this".
With that I leave my seat and head up in to the middle of the Dutch fans who welcome me with open arms,
Conor takes his photos and all is well, the Dutch above us now love the Irish below them.
Ruud Gullit scores the First goal with an awesome 'Wall pass', and Quinner latches on to a goal-kick
fer an unlikely equalizer. News filters through that England are a Goal up on the Gippers in the group,
meaning that if we and Holland drew that all 3 teams would qualify to the next round.
A very boring 20 minutes of football followed, neither side making any effort at all.
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Next back to Genoa (home stadium of Sampdoria) where the Booze cruise started from, to face Romania.
It was sad too see the Romanian flags in the stadium with the middle crest cut out of them after their independence.
Georgie Hagi fer Romania had his usual spectacular game but could not break through the Irish defence,
so it was down to 'Spotters'. When David O Leary scored that final goal I just sat in my seat, completely
in awe and close to tears thinking; 'What de Fook have we done ?"
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So that’s where Simon Cowel got the “pull your trousers up to your nipples” from rofl rofl rofl rofl
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Dublin Airport Ramp The Homecoming
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Not an inch of space at DAP.
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Cascarino USA 1994
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Can’t even see “airside” from “land side” anymore ::fight ::fight
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Keano USA 1994
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Can’t even see “airside” from “land side” anymore ::fight ::fight
That was the one time they allowed it.
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Farewell and good luck.
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Denis Irwin
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Were you not able to go up to the bar on the 2nd floor in the terminal and view “airside” and outside the pub there was a food place on the left and past that another viewing gallery
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Were you not able to go up to the bar on the 2nd floor in the terminal and view “airside” and outside the pub there was a food place on the left and past that another viewing gallery
1990 was still terrorists threatening Dublin. Therwbwould have been more carnage as a result of the crush than from a bomb.
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That still didn’t answer my post? Were you not able to see “airside” from the bar on the 2nd floor inside the terminal, and also from the viewing gallery beside the food place??
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My last stop off fer Italia '90 was Rome, a magical 3 day 'piss-up' which took in the Catacombs, the Coliseum, Sunday morning Mass with JP in St Peters square and a late night drunken game of soccer with a few local Wops in some huge square, we beat the Wops 2-1, 'Toaler' was on our team, the striker fer Drogheda Utd at the time and Big Tommo saved a penalty in the dying minutes, to be fair Big Tommo did take up most of the goal with his bulk.
Italy played us off the park, the score should have been 3 or 4-Nil. But Toto Schillachi scored the only goal of the game, it was a rocket of a shot from Donadoni that Packie could only parry in to the waiting path of Schillachi.
The welcome the Irish fans recieved in every city was unbelievable, even while on the cruise the reception we recieved at every port of call (except Tunis) was magnificent to include Capri, Sorrento, Malta, Etc.
The Brazilian chick in the above photo just walked up to me on the street saying to her mate; "I want photo with this Irish guy".
And that's the way it was, we drank, we sang, we caused no trouble at all and we spent hoards of money !
Sur', Who wouldn't Love us !!
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I was very proud when the Mayor of Paris presented the Vermilion medal of the City of Paris to the Irish soccer supporters for their behaviour during the Euro 2016 tournament. I still consider myself as part of that group and I was humbled by the award.
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In 1990 I won a blue shark fishing competition in Waterford.... Ahh those were the days..
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I could be telling Italia '90 stories all day long, but here's a few fer Dalymount.
We boarded our cruise ship in Genoa at about 4pm, but it was not set to sail till 2am,
so we were allowed out in to the town fer the night, myself and my Two Cork mates
Conor and Denis were walking back in to Genoa city when this Kount with whiskers
comes up behind us saying; "Hi'yiz Lads, ar yiz heading fer town ?".
Conor (not being the most sociable of people) unexpectantly said; "Ah, Yea, C'mon join in",
so he did join us and we met up with the Dooblin crew from the ship and had a mad night.
Later on I asked Conor; "What's the story with yer-man-o with the whiskers ?".
Conor replies; "Will you keep it down FFS, that's Jimmy Byrne from the Wolfe Tones !".
The Wolfe tones played a few late night/early morning trad sessions on that boat.
Eamon Campbell from the Dubliners I met and made friends with in Poznan/Poland circa 1992,
I'll never forget Eamon walking through passport control in Poznan airport, seemingly he was
not walking fast enough fer the Rifle-armed young security guard, so the security man bumped
the butt of his rifle against Eamon's arse to speed him up, Eamon turned and flared up on him !
Eamon sang 'The old Triangle' through the planes internal microphone system on the way home.
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I started working as a lounge boy during Italia 90.The night the Itallians beat us I think.I was only 13/14.Fat oulwans pinching me hole as I was collecting glasses.
#METOO
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Only one English side this year, I think.
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Were you not able to go up to the bar on the 2nd floor in the terminal and view “airside” and outside the pub there was a food place on the left and past that another viewing gallery
Yes you are right. You would head up and come off the escalator and the bar was straight ahead and to the right were you had a view of airside.
The food court was to the left off escalator and part of the seating area had an sideview of airside towards the original terminal building.
I used to go up and have a pint when dropping people off or picking people up. Sort of gave the feeling that you were going somewhere too.
Airport was a bit more laid back then.
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1990...... I split from me first love..... Heartbroken I was...... She ran off wit a leszbian..... I never got over it....
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Were you not able to go up to the bar on the 2nd floor in the terminal and view “airside” and outside the pub there was a food place on the left and past that another viewing gallery
Yes you are right. You would head up and come off the escalator and the bar was straight ahead and to the right were you had a view of airside.
The food court was to the left off escalator and part of the seating area had an sideview of airside towards the original terminal building.
I used to go up and have a pint when dropping people off or picking people up. Sort of gave the feeling that you were going somewhere too.
Airport was a bit more laid back then.
I'm not losing it. Yes it was a lot more laid back, back then, but still a major Shithole
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1990...... I split from me first love..... Heartbroken I was...... She ran off wit a leszbian..... I never got over it....
Could have been married when it happened...count yourself lucky.
Did you hear about the blonde lesbian?
She kept having affairs with men.
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1990...... I split from me first love..... Heartbroken I was...... She ran off wit a leszbian..... I never got over it....
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Could have been married when it happened...count yourself lucky.
Did you hear about the blonde lesbian?
She kept having affairs with men.
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That still didn’t answer my post? Were you not able to see “airside” from the bar on the 2nd floor inside the terminal, and also from the viewing gallery beside the food place??
Yes. but in 1990 there were 250,000 at the airport alone, 500,000 lining the route to College Green. Plus the security at the airport was slackened for the occasion.
Bent Haughey was Taoiseach. I watched Charlton looking at him wondering WTF does he know about Soccer!
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Charlton couldn't believe his eyes. If he got the job managing his own country he woulda been sacked for such a poor result. Rumour has it that he was expecting to be greeted with a chorus of go on home British manager go on home, have you no fucking home of your own...
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I was in the Olympic stadium in Rome the night Italy beat us and ended our Italia '90 dream.
Fer security reasons we were not immediately allowed out of the stadium, but kept penned in until all the I'ties had left, that didn't worry us, we were all in party mood anyways. First out on to the running track surrounding the pitch and walking up to us was our own Taoiseach Charlie Haughey waving a Tri-colour at us, he got a half-hearted mooted response. The next Two men to walk along the running track toward us were Jack Charlton and Maurice Setters, both carrying Tri-colours, we roared the stadium out (Ole, Ole, Ole !) fer what they had done fer us !
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Match 1.
ROI Vs England. Cagliari/Sardinia, 22th June 1990.
The mobile ice-cream vendors in the stadium had twigged on to the fact that calling a Cornetto "Tony Cascarino" will sell a lot more ice-cream and so they did, walking within the aisles yelling "Tony Cascarino" at the top of their voice.
It was a nice relaxed atmosphere, security was tight, but we were well segregated from the british by the (mostly Teen-aged) Armed Carabinieri police.
Half-time came and we were a goal down, the ice-cream vendors were all over us, then there was a flash of lightening in the sky and the ice-cream vendors legged it fer the exits. Us the 'Irish' knew not a lot about flashes in the sky and stayed seated.
Then the rain came down upon us, torrential rain, the cute Irish fellas took off their tops and sat on them so as to have something dry to wear after the thundershower. Not to be down-heartened by the rain or by being a goal down, up went the chant from the Irish end; "Were singing in the rain, just singing in the rain, what a Glorious feeling, I'm Hap, Hap, Happy again !".
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I'd say that was the last time you took a break from work Kenneth ya hungry cunt
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I got another Six good years on the football trail supporting the Boys in Green all over the globe,
got married in '96 and that was the end of that !
Debaucherous mad 3 day piss-ups were soon replaced by family package holidays to Spain !
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Ya got married in 96?
Fucks sakes that didn't last long
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Poznan, Oct '91.
The Cork contigent made there way up to Dublin to meet our Doob friends, there was a lorra drink consumed before we got on the flight to Poznan and a lorra Tequila consumed on the plane. We arrived in great voice in to a corrugated iron cattle-shed that was the Poznan airport arrivals terminal. We were segregated and hearded in to Four groups of about Forty, I was in the Second group and all me mates were in the First group, the First group all had their passports checked, Etc and were sent off to the waiting coach.They saw me left behind and starting shouting over to me; "C'mon Cash, C'mon FFS !". With that I walked around a barrier and joined up with me mates, we hit the town hard that night, the hotel even put Strippers on fer us, back in '91 condems and Playboy were illegal in catholic Ireland, so the Strippers way back then went down very well indeed !
The next morning a knock at my hotel door, it was Ray Treacy (RIP) from Ray Treacy travel who were organising the trip.
Ray always called me 'Star' as he reckoned I only ever came out by night.
Ray sez to me; "Good morning 'Star', did you know that there was 167 passengers on the flight yesterday and 166 have entry visa's in to Poland, but you don't, C'mon get dressed the Irish consulate is waiting downstairs to see you".
'Bleary-eyed' I threw on a few clothes and followed Ray downstairs to a private meeting room, the Irish consulate greets me and tells me; "You don't have an entry visa, so without an entry visa you cannot get an exit visa", all that was followed by all kinds of ludicrous suggestions like taking an apartment in Poznan fer a few months while it was being sorted out, eventually the consulate said to me; "Look, just do what you did coming in again and we will talk more if that doesn't work".
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Didn't know Ray Tracey was dead....
Who is was he?
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The Poznan hotel had a casino, in Ireland in '91 we had no casino's, pissed as a coot I played 'Black' all night on the roulette wheel eventually somehow managing to win the equivalent of about £500 in Ir punts before the drink got the better of me.
Match day the next day was a disappointment as we were 3-1 up with 12 minutes to go, but eventually drew 3-3.
But we partied on regardless, I hit the roulette wheel again that night and again pissed as a coot I was up a good few quid and requested of the croupier that I play with the equivalent of £50 chips instead of £20's, she called over the 'Pit boss' who looked me up and down before agreeing her request. I got the Hump with him 'Judging me' and picked up me chips and left the table, I left Poznan with more money than I went there with.
Next day was time to go home time, all the Cork and Doob lads were readied-up to my situation and to be fair they played a Blinder at the airport, as soon as I got near passport control they all burst in to 'Ole, Ole, Ole !' and started pushing and jostling each other, I skipped through un-noticed.
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Didn't know Ray Tracey was dead....
Who is was he?
Ray was an old Gent, a real nice man, he played fer ROI, one of only a few home Irish players that did so.
He was a Shamrock rovers man in his day and even managed them fer a short while afterwards.
The drunken Irish of the '90's were hard work, but Ray kept us all in line.
On the Second night in Poznan after leaving the roulette wheel I got pissed with the lads in the down-stairs Strip club of the hotel, I eventually made it upstairs to the hotel lobby before passing out on a lobby couch. Strangely enough I woke fully clothed in my own hotel bed the next morning.
The next day I meet Ray and he ask's; "Are ya alright 'Star' ?".
Thinking that me meant was I worried about the upcoming Passport control issue,
I told him; "I'm Grand".
"Good" he sez, "The last time I saw you Two Armed soldiers were Frog-marching you across the hotel lobby and putting you in to your bed !"
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USA, May '92.
A Round-Robin 'US Cup' competition between us, the States, the I'ties and Portugal.
Ray Treacy travel organized the trip fer us.
Match 1, Washington D.C.
Mick 'Bite your legs' Mc Carthy starts us off with a goal but we go on to lose 3-1.
They serve beer in the stadium during the match ! WOW !!
Our supporters group was small, only about 20 strong and after the match we all went fer a wee,
the other 19 supporters left the toilet before me and went Left to the coach park.
I was last to leave the toilet and I went Right, getting lost within the JFK stadium.
With the help of the stadium attendants I eventually found the coach park,
but all the coaches were gone !
I walked out on to the street and hailed a passing Cab eventually arriving back at the hotel,
all the lads were supping in the bar and I made a Bee-line fer Ray Treacy saying to him;
"Ya Fookin left me in the middle of Washington Fookin D.C. on me own !".
He replied to me; "Star, your a big lad, I knew you'd find your way home !".
And to this day those few wise words have always stuck by me.
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I was in the Olympic stadium in Rome the night Italy beat us and ended our Italia '90 dream.
Fer security reasons we were not immediately allowed out of the stadium, but kept penned in until all the I'ties had left, that didn't worry us, we were all in party mood anyways. First out on to the running track surrounding the pitch and walking up to us was our own Taoiseach Charlie Haughey waving a Tri-colour at us, he got a half-hearted mooted response. The next Two men to walk along the running track toward us were Jack Charlton and Maurice Setters, both carrying Tri-colours, we roared the stadium out (Ole, Ole, Ole !) fer what they had done fer us !
Yeah, I think I recall one of the lads who played for Ireland fanking "Teeshock 'Ockey" for 'is support... another went on to claim the team was 'undred percent ayerish in a thick regional English accent!
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The proverbial laughing stock of Europe, the thick Oirish.
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I was in the Olympic stadium in Rome the night Italy beat us and ended our Italia '90 dream.
Fer security reasons we were not immediately allowed out of the stadium, but kept penned in until all the I'ties had left, that didn't worry us, we were all in party mood anyways. First out on to the running track surrounding the pitch and walking up to us was our own Taoiseach Charlie Haughey waving a Tri-colour at us, he got a half-hearted mooted response. The next Two men to walk along the running track toward us were Jack Charlton and Maurice Setters, both carrying Tri-colours, we roared the stadium out (Ole, Ole, Ole !) fer what they had done fer us !
Yeah, I think I recall one of the lads who played for Ireland fanking "Teeshock 'Ockey" for 'is support... another went on to claim the team was 'undred percent ayerish in a thick regional English accent!
Cascarino is a Cavan name AFAIK.
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I was in the Olympic stadium in Rome the night Italy beat us and ended our Italia '90 dream.
Fer security reasons we were not immediately allowed out of the stadium, but kept penned in until all the I'ties had left, that didn't worry us, we were all in party mood anyways. First out on to the running track surrounding the pitch and walking up to us was our own Taoiseach Charlie Haughey waving a Tri-colour at us, he got a half-hearted mooted response. The next Two men to walk along the running track toward us were Jack Charlton and Maurice Setters, both carrying Tri-colours, we roared the stadium out (Ole, Ole, Ole !) fer what they had done fer us !
Yeah, I think I recall one of the lads who played for Ireland fanking "Teeshock 'Ockey" for 'is support... another went on to claim the team was 'undred percent ayerish in a thick regional English accent!
Cascarino is a Cavan name AFAIK.
Yes and Hughton had a train station named after him by a dignitary with a hare-lip.
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I was in the Olympic stadium in Rome the night Italy beat us and ended our Italia '90 dream.
Fer security reasons we were not immediately allowed out of the stadium, but kept penned in until all the I'ties had left, that didn't worry us, we were all in party mood anyways. First out on to the running track surrounding the pitch and walking up to us was our own Taoiseach Charlie Haughey waving a Tri-colour at us, he got a half-hearted mooted response. The next Two men to walk along the running track toward us were Jack Charlton and Maurice Setters, both carrying Tri-colours, we roared the stadium out (Ole, Ole, Ole !) fer what they had done fer us !
Yeah, I think I recall one of the lads who played for Ireland fanking "Teeshock 'Ockey" for 'is support... another went on to claim the team was 'undred percent ayerish in a thick regional English accent!
Cascarino is a Cavan name AFAIK.
Yes and Hughton had a train station named after him by a dignitary with a hare-lip.
Do you remember Sean Haughey as Lord Mayor shouting at the crowd in College Green?
250,000 There, not one understood a fucking word!
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The team couldn't wait to go home.
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The team couldn't wait to go home.
Maybe it's because I'm a Londoner rang through the team bus...Ah, Dena was days Jem!! 8)