The Pride Of Canovee - Poem by Francis Duggan
He played for Cork in red and white and Millstreet in green and gold
And if he is with the living now he must be seventy years old
A champion Gaelic footballer when he was in his prime
And he was one who more than once inspired the bards to rhyme.
The mighty J J Hinchion the pride of Canovee
In his heyday in the fifties few were as great as he
In Cork, Coachford and Killarney and in the Macroom Park
As well as on other Gaelic playing fields our hero left his mark
I'm just one more to sing his praises and then why wouldn't I
For he was quite a hero when I was a school going boy
In Cork and all of Ireland he became quite well known
And we in Millstreet Parish claimed J J as our own.
As a Club and County footballer he always gave of his best
And he was not found wanting when he was put to the test
Magnaminous in victory and sporting in defeat
And surely he depicted the spirit of Millstreet.
I hope he is still living and in good health today
For the memories remain with me and they did not fade away
Of the mighty J J Hinchion the Pride of Canovee
In his heyday in the fifties few were as great as he.
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