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Supermac’s Managing Director Pat McDonagh travelled to Alicante today to personally deliver to the Office for Harmonization in the Internal Market (OHIM) Supermac’s submission in the objection lodged by McDonald’s against the company. The submission follows McDonald’s objection to Supermac’s application to have their company name trademark registered across the EU.

RTÉ sports broadcaster, and “proud Moate man” Colm Murray was laid to rest in St Fintan’s cemetery in Sutton, Co Dublin yesterday, August 1, after losing his three-year battle with motor neurone disease on Tuesday.

Moate Community School bade a fond farewell to two colleagues at a recent function. Carmel Harrison, a French and Irish teacher and part of the management structure of Moate Business College, and Anthony Collins, a French teacher formerly of the Carmelite College and more recently Moate Business College, both recently retired from the teaching staff of Moate Community School.

My school, Carmelite College, Moate, won back to back All- Ireland Hogan Cup titles in 1980 and ’81. I was on the 1980 team. A couple of lads decided it would be a good idea (and it was) to organise a 30 year reunion last Saturday in Moate for both squads. I didn’t make it up in time for the golf or the walking tour of our old school (now closed), which started around 2 o’clock that afternoon. I arrived at the hotel at about 7.30pm and walked straight into a crowd of about 50 lads who, at that stage of the evening, were in right good form. They had the benefit of five or six hours in each other’s company and had managed, in that time, to reacquaint themselves, many not having met throughout the 30 years. It was a mortifying moment for me as I didn’t recognise half of my school mates initially. Many had, let’s just say, that wintered look about them. Two of the lads had emigrated to the US after leaving school. One of those two is now a policeman in New York, the other a successful business man in San Francisco. It was good to meet up with those lads after so many years. Val Daly was another member of the side. He arrived later than I, as he was in Tuam watching his native Mountbellew lose the county semi final to Killererin earlier that evening. The boys from the 1981 winning team had invited a couple of the lads from the beaten finalists of that year. So, in fact, the first faces I recognised when I went in the door were Sean Maher, John Finn, Seamus O’Brien and Ollie Kelly, all members of the Claremorris school team beaten by Moate. It was a wonderful night and highlighted for me the fact that friends made on the football field can last a life time.

St. Jarlath’s College was, as it is today, quite simply the best Gaelic football school in the world.

It is hard to believe that another year has flown by so quickly. This is the time of year for most sports people to indulge a little, give the body a rest and reflect on the year gone by. There will be a few of you who will look back on the past year and recall magic moments experienced It might have been a new personal best in an athletics event, a provincial or All-Ireland medal won or even a part played in the defeat of rival competitors. Some of you might have underachieved and are feeling a little guilty. Others will reflect and feel that, with a bit more effort, greatness could have come their way. Whatever way you look at it you cannot turn the clock back now and there is no point in killing yourself with guilt at this stage. Anyway, 2009 is but a pup away and you will, once again, get an opportunity to take on new challenges for the year ahead. With a brand new attitude, the promise of abstention from the cursed drink, and sheer hard work, you will begin to feel good about yourself again, maybe even as early as the end of January.

I was in Aughamore with Crossmolina for a challenge match against the local club last Friday night. It was an opportunity for both sides to have a workout as they try to shake off their winter coats before the commencement of the league in a few weeks time. Aughamore have really impressive facilities and their flood lit pitch, in particular, is a credit to everyone involved up there. We were delighted with the opportunity to stretch the legs, after a number of weeks of circuit training, against a young talented team that have caught the eye in recent times. The underage structure in Aughamore is very obviously paying dividends at senior level and having seen them up close I now appreciate that they will have no problem whatsoever in mixing it with some of the big boys in the senior championship later this summer. Incidentally they were deserving winners on the night.

I arrived home last Sunday evening from McHale Park exhausted after our championship match against Ballaghaderreen. Anyone involved in team management might understand what I am talking about here. Championship football really does sap the energy and those on the sideline, more often than not, end up suffering greater fatigue than those who actually play the game. It’s hard to explain, but the adrenaline starts to pump, in my case, as early as the Saturday morning, the day before the game. Our pre- match routine involved us meeting up as a group in Crossmolina at 11am for a kick about and a team meeting. It is at this time, when we began to discuss and analyse the strengths and perceived weaknesses of the opposition that the butterflies started to flutter.