Rugby Warrior: Back in school. Back in sport. Back in time.
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And away from the pitch Eoin has his hands full. He starts work on a project about Irish-born All Black Dave Gallaher who died in World War I. Then history becomes reality when an old book brings Eoin a lot closer to the rugby legend than he ever thought possible …
Fast-paced action, mysterious spirits and feuding friends – it's a season to remember!
Gerard Siggins
Gerard Siggins was born in Dublin in 1962. Initially a sports journalist, he worked for many years in the Sunday Tribune, where he became assistant editor. He has written several books about cricket and rugby. His Rugby Spirit series has sold over 65,000 copies and is hugely popular with sports-loving children around the world. Gerard regularly visits schools to talk about his books.
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Rugby Warrior - Gerard Siggins
CHAPTER 1
‘Mind the cow pats, Eoin!’ came the call from behind the goalposts. ‘Ah … too late …’ the voice called again.
Eoin Madden looked up and grinned. He had been kicking a ball over the crossbar for half an hour, but hadn’t seen his grandfather, Dixie Madden, arrive. He rambled over to where the old man was leaning on the rail that surrounded the Ormondstown Gaels GAA pitch.
‘You’re kicking well,’ said Dixie, ‘but it’s cheating to use those Gaelic posts – they’re a good bit lower, aren’t they?’
‘Yeah, I suppose so,’ said Eoin, picking the rugby ball up carefully from where it sat atop a crusty slab of cow manure. ‘The crossbar is two and a half metres high, and in rugby it’s three metres. The GAA goal is a good bit wider too, but sure it’s good practice and it’s quiet here today.’
‘Your mother tells me you’re getting ready to get back up to Castlerock next week?’
‘I suppose I am,’ replied Eoin. ‘I had a great summer and the Gaels had a good run in the championship too, but I really missed the rugby, to be honest. I must be the only thirteen-year-old in the country who can’t wait for the holidays to end and to get back to school!’
‘Well, you look like you’re getting back in the groove,’ grinned Dixie. ‘That last kick was as good as the one you made to win the Father Geoghegan Cup.’
‘That was a great day, wasn’t it?’ Eoin replied, with a smile. ‘I’d love to play in the Aviva again someday.’
‘I must say, that whole day was a huge tonic,’ said Dixie. ‘I was treated like royalty and then to cap it all you really showed some class to keep your nerve for the kick. I was just looking at the scrapbook last night, because Andy Finn sent me on some great photos of the game I’ll have to put into it. Maybe you’ll give me a hand with that tonight?’ he asked.
‘I’d like that,’ said Eoin, ‘but I’ve set myself a target of a hundred kicks this afternoon and I have a few more to go, so I’d better get back to work now if that’s OK?’
Dixie laughed and waved him back to his mark. ‘That’s some dedication, Eoin; mind you don’t wear down the toe of that boot before the season starts!’ before he wandered away towards his car.
Eoin teed up the ball a bit further away on the right, and gave himself a more difficult angle, but still split the posts. ‘Huh, smaller target my eye,’ he muttered to himself, ‘I’d put them over even if it was half the width!’
He carried on with his practice for another ten minutes before he was interrupted again. This time it was a new Ormondstown Gaels team-mate called Dylan.
‘Howya, Eoin,’ chirped Dylan, who was about a foot smaller than Eoin and wore his hair shorter than a tennis ball.
‘I’m grand, Dylan, what’s going on with you?’
‘I’ve a bit of news actually. I’m off to Dublin next week – they’re sending me to Castlerock. Isn’t that where you go?’
‘It is indeed, that’s great news. It’ll be good to have another bogger to share the loudmouth Leinster fans with!’
Dylan looked a bit nervous. ‘I’m not sure about that, I’m Leinster myself – Drogheda – don’t they teach you Geography up in Castlerock? Leinster’s not just about Blackrock and Dublin 4 you know. So, if you’re getting grief for being a Munster fan then you’re still on your own,’ he grinned.
‘Ha, thanks a bunch, pal! Are you any use at the rugby? It’s pretty big up there in Castlerock.’
‘Yeah, we lived in Limerick for a while too, so I picked it up. I wasn’t bad at scrum-half they told me.’
‘Well I didn’t have you marked out as a second row, anyway, unless they’ve started a Smurfs rugby team …’ laughed Eoin, as he skipped out of the way of Dylan’s lame attempt to throw a punch. ‘I’ll see you before you go, and give you the lowdown on what to expect. But I’ve got to dash, just remembered Mam told me to be home early. It’s fish pie tonight.’
And with that Eoin picked up his ball and shot out of the Gaelic grounds as fast as his legs could carry him.
CHAPTER 2
Later that evening, Dixie took down a bulky brown envelope from the bookcase and called Eoin over to the dining table.
‘Andy posted these down to me last week, there’s lots of you in action and a few of us old codgers up in the grandstand.’ Andy Finn was an old friend and team-mate of Dixie’s, who had helped him to get over his dislike of rugby and encouraged him to watch the game again.
‘Look, there’s one of me with Andy and my new photo album he gave me that day,’ said Dixie. ‘And here’s one of us all with the trophy.’
Eoin picked up the group photograph and smiled – his mum, dad, grandad were all there, proud as punch as Eoin hugged the shining silver cup that he had played a large part in ensuring was currently sitting in the trophy cabinet up in Castlerock College.
‘And here’s one of you just about to kick the winning conversion …’
Eoin took the picture from his grandfather.
‘It’s a nice action shot,’ said Dixie, ‘but there’s something wrong with the way it’s been printed. There’s a strange blur just under the posts there.’
Eoin peered into the image and, sure enough, a section just under the crossbar looked as if it was shimmering. And only Eoin knew why – he stared at the blurred patch, remembering that it was the very spot where his ghostly friend Brian had stood, encouraging him as he took the vital last minute kick.
Eoin had met Brian on a school tour to the Aviva Stadium and hadn’t realised he was a ghost. They got chatting; Brian helped Eoin to learn the new sport and gave him great tips. It was only weeks later that he explained how he had been fatally injured during a match at the old stadium – and had continued to haunt it for almost a century. It took a bit of getting used to, but Eoin became very fond of his ghostly big brother.
‘I don’t know, Grandad, it’s probably some flaw in the printing,’ Eoin suggested, ‘and the sun was doing funny things through the roof of the stadium that day – maybe it was that.’
Dixie shrugged, and passed on to the next photo.
‘We’ll have to have a couple of these framed, and put the rest in the album. I’d like that group shot for my wall; it brings back one of the best days I’ve had in forty years,’ he smiled.
‘And can I take that blurry one, please?’ Eoin asked. ‘It’s a moment I’ll never forget, but I still want to be reminded of it as often as possible.’
‘OK, leave it there and I’ll get a copy for you,’ said Dixie. ‘Now, tell me, when are you heading up to Dublin?’
‘Sunday, Grandad, I think Dad’s going to drive me up after lunch. Want to come for the ride?’
‘That would be lovely. I’ll see what your dad thinks, though. He’s always fretting about me since my heart attack last year, and me in the peak of health and fitter than I’ve been for years.’
The night before Eoin was due to go back to school, Dylan knocked on his door.
‘Howya, Eoin,’ he mumbled, ‘wanna go for a bit of walk?’
Eoin grabbed his hoodie and followed Dylan out the gate, catching up with him as they rounded the corner into the main street of Ormondstown.
‘When you going up?’ Dylan asked.
‘Tomorrow afternoon. You OK for a lift? I’m not sure we’d have room.’
‘Yeah, I’ll be OK, I think. What’s this school all about then?’
Eoin filled Dylan in on the way the school was structured, and how the school day and week worked for first years, especially for those who were new to the school. He explained the rugby set up, and told Dylan that he’d probably have to start on the third team, but he could work his way up quickly if he was any good. He explained his own experience of working his way up the teams and finishing the season by kicking the winning goal at Lansdowne Road.
‘Are you a bit nervous?’ asked Eoin.
‘Not really,’ said Dylan, ‘We’ve always moved around a lot so I’m used to walking into brand new classrooms full of strangers. But there’s a few things going on at home ….’
‘Are you OK?’
‘Yeah, I’ll be fine. Just needed to get a bit of air. Fancy a bag of chips? It’ll probably be boarding-school mushy peas from now on.’
Eoin joined Dylan in their last supper in Ormondstown before their migration next day.
As they walked back to Eoin’s house a Garda car cruised slowly up behind them.
‘Take the hoodies off, lads,’ came the call