Lisburn
Cricket Club - Founded 1836
Cricket in Lisburn dates back
to 1836, making the club the
oldest in Northern Ireland.
Lisburn have won the League
Title eleven times and the
Senior Cup on nine occasions.
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A
Sate in the Park
By Don Savage
The roads are gettin' long Joe
and the hills more hard to climb.
The Wallace Park has changed a bit
since we were in our prime.
Here we sit on this oul' bench as
oft we've done before
and reminisce of happy days, aye,
happy days of yore.
Remember on that cricket pitch,
the lads we used to see
The Martins and the Finlays, Jack
Bowden - where is he?
Snooker Blaney opened and he cudda
hit a score,
I think he got an Irish cap, or
was it three or four?
Ye mind thon fella Crothers, by
gum he stumped them out
There wasn't many careless hand
when Georgie was about.
I mind some very good lads too,
away longafore that,
Do you mind young Sammy Edgar "Oh
boy!" cud thon lad bat.
They tell me Maurice Robinson done
well across the water,
I wonder how Monteith wud do but
I suppose it doesn't matter,
An' oul Jeff Keery's over there,
he livessomewhere in Kent,
A very hard oul battler, no matter
where he went.
The man we lost t Lurgan, big Hunter
from Dunmurry,
Whenever he was in the mood, he
got fiftyin a hurry.
There's names too I cannot mind,
to me they're only faces,
I wish they were back again, playin
for their places.
I see that wee lad Walker, knocks
about the park a lot,
He led the side a brave few years
an' a right few runs he got,
An' Jackie Simpson's chairman now,
I heard some fella say,
I wudda walked from here to Bangor
just to watch that big lad play.
Simpson Robinson's in there too,
Aye, he's a leadin' light.
He made a darlin' hundred down at
North one friday night.
Tom McCloy, he's packed it in, I
find that very sad.
Played thirty times for Ireland
and mind ye, that's not bad.
I wonder how they'll do next year
under young Monteith?
Do ye think that they kinface the
might of Anderson and Reith,
Corlett, Elder, Linehans, Joshi
Harrisons and the rest?
Wudn't it be nice, Joe, if we cud
finish best?
For we have got Solanky who can
use both bat and ball
And that young fella Kirkwood cud
be better than tham all.
But I think I'll dander home now,
Joe, Mary toul me not to stay
So I'll lave ye wi' your memories
and go home and get ma tay.
A
Century and a Half
By Don Savage
A century and a half ago, near Wallace's
estate.
A club was formed by gentlemen that
was destined to be great.
In the year of Eighteen Fifty Four
that rolled the famous square
That has for generations been the
pride of players there.
'Twas the first club in Ulster to
play the glorious game
And in the years to follow gain honours
and acclaim.
They would travel north to 'Derry
and south to County Cork
And some would grace the English scene
from Middlesex to York.
As good a team as what there is, or
what there's ever been.
So many of their heroes wore the shamrock
on the green.
There's many more to follow, many
good lads coming on
To follow in the footsteps of stalwarts
who are gone.
Still in the top division, sitting
proud and elevated,
Many trophies on the shelf and never
relegated.
A century and a half ago, it's beyond
all comprehension
That as time moves quickly on, they
still vie in contention.
A century and a half from now, will
they still be going strong?
Producing players of renown as they've
done all along?
Ah! yes we've every confidence, that
as in days of yore,
The green and gold of Lisburn will
fly high for evermore.
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