s much as the annual Greystones Rowing Club Regatta is about training, teamwork and stamina, it’s also about the cheering crowd up there by the anchor.
Most are there to support a family member or a loved one, or just someone they fancy the hell out of, and such fandom has been known to increase a boat’s speed by 145%. Or thereabouts.
What struck deep today was the long family traditions involved, with proud grandparents remembering their own parents’ rowing victories whilst two more generations were heading out on the water.
Jaysus, is there anything that Shay Monaghan hasn’t done in this town? Other than pay for a round, of course.
A little bit of bad luck – a foot strap playing silly buggers – robbed these Shamrock rovers of the Senior title today, but the U18 Girls earned their medals just as we arrived.
Not that the winning was the real reason everyone was pulling together here. The sense of community, family, purpose, of people working as one, was simply wonderful…
Well done to everyone – except for those ungracious swines who didn’t let their hosts win every race.
The proper John McGowan shots are all right here.