Showing posts with label Frisbee. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Frisbee. Show all posts

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Frisbee 4



At least I hope that's what they're doing. Gerry has since confirmed, and provided another photo of himself playing frisbee against the Germans (again) in Normandy. Spot the disc!

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Frisbee 3



Well in Brian!

Saturday, August 1, 2009

More frisbee


If you look closely enough, you can see the frisbee in the centre of the picture above the combatants. Hartnett sits on his arse (a typical pose), Nolan hovers, Coll and Ryan jostle, and McCooey stays out of the fray and wonders "Is this the end of the world?"

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Theatre of Dreams

Mark Ryan may have been to embarrassed to mention it at his recent 50th birthday bash, but McCooey's front lawn was for some of us the pinnacle of our sporting career. And what's wrong with that I hear you say - dodging ahead of Clifford Nolan and grabbling the frisbee from under Rich Hudson's nose was no mean feat after all.

The rivalry between certain people was intense although Gerry used to take the piss out of Brian by snigggering at his inept jostling and posturing prior to throw in. As they say, he had him in his pocket all the way along.