The Flying Doctor and the free-scoring publican: the extraordinary O’Flanagan Brothers

Along Marlborough Street, opposite the Department of Education and a 100 yards or so from the Pro-Cathedral, stands the aptly-named Confession Box pub, a small intimate venue where one could air your concerns over a pint that once belonged to former Bohemians and Ireland centre-forward Mick O’Flanagan.

The pub has its own sporting legacy quite apart from its former proprietor, it was there in 1960 that the Soccer Writers’ Association of Ireland was formed, and it was there that Mick O’Flanagan received the phone call that would make him and Irish International.

It was, as O’Flanagan recalled, around two o’clock in the afternoon of 30th September 1946 when a call came to the pub from Tommy Hutchinson, the Bohemians member of the FAI selection committee which chose the Irish International team.

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Ireland were due to play England at 5:30 that afternoon, a historic meeting between the two nations as this was a first time the English national side had agreed to play an FAI selected team since the split with the IFA in 1921.

After decades of being ignored and ostracised by the English FA the FAI had finally secured a fixture against a formidable English side in Dalymount Park. In the minds of the FAI committee of 1946 this was the biggest game in its relatively short history. There was only one problem, their centre-forward, West Brom’s Davy Walsh had pulled out through injury.

This was the purpose of Hutchinson’s call to Mick O’Flanagan, the 24 year old Bohemian striker was being asked to line out against the inventors of the beautiful game at the last minute.

As O’Flanagan remembered:

“I went home to Terenure for a bite to eat, had a short rest and then headed off to Dalymount. It was not really sufficient notice as only the previous evening I had brought a party of English journalists to Templeogue tennis club and I hadn’t got home until nearly two in the morning.”

Despite a laughable lack of preparation, the Irish side put it up to their illustrious opponents who had hammered an IFA selection 7-2 just days earlier. It was only a Tom Finney winner eight minutes from time that sealed victory for the English.

Henry Rose in the Daily Express was moved to write:

“If ever a team deserved to win Eire did. They out-played, out-fought, out-tackled, out-starred generally the cream of English talent, reduced the brilliant English team of Saturday to an ordinary looking side that never got on top of the job.”

Not only did Mick O’Flanagan line out against the likes of Finney, Billy Wright, Tommy Lawton and Raich Carter, he did so alongside his older brother, and fellow Bohemian, Kevin (pictured).

Brothers Kevin and Mick O’Flanagan are unique in world sport as not only did they play international football for their country, they both were capped by Ireland at Rugby, making them the only pair of brothers in the world to play for their nation in both codes.

Mick was capped against Scotland in 1948 as part of the last Irish Grand Slam winning side until 2009, while Kevin had been capped a year previous to that against Australia. This unique achievement is one that isn’t likely to be repeated anytime soon.

Despite this singular accomplishment the sporting careers of the brothers could have been even more illustrious had it not been for the outbreak of World War 2. Both brothers were lining out for Bohemians when hostilities commenced in 1939, Mick a 17-year-old just beginning his career, his older brother Kevin at 20 had been a first-teamer for four years, had already captained Bohemians and had seven Irish caps and three goals to his name as well as being selected to play for Northern Ireland.

While the League of Ireland would continue during the war years, international football would cease for Ireland until 1946. Similarly, Olympic competition would cease which would rob Kevin the chance of competing in the Olympiads of 1940 and 1944. Kevin, at the time was a medical student in UCD, was Irish sprint champion at 60 and 100 yards as well as being national long jump champion.

He had even been a promising GAA footballer, lining out for the Dublin minor panel alongside Johnny Carey (Carey and O’Flanagan would both make their international debuts as teenagers against Norway in 1937) before being dropped because of his involvement with the “Garrison game”.

Young Michael would also miss out, his best goal scoring season would be 1940-41 where he finished as the League’s top scorer with 19 goals for Bohs. Had war not been raging across Europe he might rightly have expected to have more than his solitary international cap.

Both brothers remained committed to the amateur ethos of the club which explains the duration of their stays at Bohemians. Mick as a publican in the city centre and Kevin as a medical student and later a Doctor weren’t likely to be swayed by the offer of a couple of extra quid a week from a rival club.

Indeed Kevin took his commitment to the Corinthian ideal to the extreme, upon qualifying as a doctor in 1945 he had been offered a position as a GP in Ruislip, London. Despite this move he kept up and even increased his sporting activities, he signed on with Arsenal as an amateur while also lining out as a Rugby player for London Irish, when Arsenal invited him to submit his expense claims, they were shocked that he asked for just 4p, the cost of his tube journey from Ruislip to Arsenal.

Bernard Joy, a team-mate of Kevin’s at Arsenal, and a fellow amateur, noted in his history of the club that Arsenal secretary Bob Wall quipped that Kevin “did not want to know anything about tactics. I play football the way I feel it should be played’, he would say.”

Arsenal coach Tom Whittaker said that O’Flanagan could have been “one of the greatest players in football history” if only he could have gotten him to train properly. Despite only spending one full season with the Arsenal first team (for whom he scored three times) Kevin would make a big impression.

No lesser an authority than Brian Glanville described him thus:

“A fascinating, amateur, figure in those Arsenal teams between 1945 and 1947 was the powerfully athletic Irish outside right, the hugely popular Dr. Kevin O’Flanagan. Coming from Dublin to London to take up a general medical practice, he demonstrated pace, strength and a fearsome right foot. He attained the distinction of playing soccer for Ireland on a Saturday, rugby for them the following Sunday.”

Between them, the O’Flanagan brothers would spend almost 20 years as players for Bohemians, while their younger brother Charlie O’Flanagan, a winger, would also line out for the club in the 1946-47 season.

Kevin would return to the Dalymount in another role, that of the club’s Chief Medical Officer and despite his retirement as a player he would remain hugely busy as a sporting physician and sports administrator. He was a member of the International Olympic Committee for almost 20 years before being made an Honorary Lifetime member upon his retirement and was the Chief Medical Officer of numerous Irish Olympic teams throughout the 1960’s and 70’s.

Despite missing out as a competitor, “The Flying Doctor” would manage to make a huge contribution to the Olympics and to Irish Sport in general.
Despite their almost twenty years service in the red and black of Bohs and the almost two hundred goals scored between them the honours list for the two brothers was relatively short. Both brothers combined to help Bohs win the Inter-City Cup in 1945 in somewhat controversial circumstances.

A year later after Kevin left for London, Mick scored an astonishing six goals in Bohs 11-0 victory over local rivals Grangegorman in the Leinster Senior Cup final, a record not likely to be broken any time soon by a Bohemian player in a cup final.

So much about the brothers’ careers is unique or exceptional, so in this our 125th year it’s worth remembering two of the greatest all-round sportsmen that Ireland has ever produced.

 

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THE SANTRY DEW

It’s Dublin derby day! And when playing our great rivals, thoughts inevitably slip back to previously hard-fought games, writes MATT DEVANEY. The crushing defeats, the near misses, the last-minute victories (Glen Crowe in the cup semi) etc.

However for, my generation, there is one game against Rovers that evokes such wonderful memories. Of course it’s the famous 6-4 out in Santry in 2001. This particular fixture has spawned songs, verses and poems, one of which we include below.

The Santry Dew was written by Jer O’Leary, and was dedicated to his son Diarmuid ‘Dermo’ O’Leary. Dermo, who died tragically in Glasgow in 1999, was a very good mate of mine and to many of us here in Dalymount Park and as Jer is here as our guest tonight, we thought it would be fitting to include his poem here:

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THE SANTRY DEW

It was a January Day, at Santry 2001
All through the bitter cold and gloom, a miracle was spun
The famous bould Bohemians, though down by 1 to 4
With the greatest comeback ever seen, bate the Rovers 6 to 4

There was less than half an hour to go, and the Bohs were still 3 down
So the weepin’ and the wailin’ then, was heard in Dublin town
But when the final whistle blew, the hoops were in a fix
For on that hour they were still 4 an’ the Bohez they had 6

Oh, what a legend there was made , Oh, what a glorious dream
To see such a score, the Dalymount Roar, was back on full mainstream
But best of all, as we watch football, in years not encountered yet
What will give the boys the purest joys, is ,it was Rovers that were bet

The ghost Captain Cannon, now, and ‘’Blind’’ White can be seen
When is recalled the great football, of 28′s famous team
And like the Celts an’ Hun And the 7-1, on that day of renowned endeavour
The famed 6-4, ever-more, is on history’s page ………Forever

By Jer O’Leary at Gaffneys, No. 5 Fairview Green – 30/1/2001

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Aciéries d’Angleur

When you look through the history of Bohemian Football Club and you get down as far as the honours section there is, thankfully much to peruse – league titles, cups of various names and hues, some major, some minor, some now defunct.

One that sticks out though, its obscure French title jarring somewhat alongside lists of Leinster Senior Cup victories, is the Aciéries d’Angleur triumph of 1929. Many supporters may imagine this to be some sort of pre-Hanot era version of a European trophy, to be classified with the likes of the Mitropa Cup or Latin Cup which existed before the emergence of the European Cup in the 1950s.

Unlike those other competitions, however, there is precious little information immediately available about the Aciéries d’Angleur, so for the benefit of the Bohs faithful, GERARD FARRELL offers this short account.

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CRAIG’S A TEAM PLAYER

It’s hard to ignore his standout creative performances in the centre of the park, but Craig Walsh is not interested in being the centre of attention. Despite collecting man-of-the-match awards and being singled out for special praise by manager Owen Heary, the midfielder is more concerned with being a team player as Bohemians look to consolidate and improve their league position, writes CILLIAN SHIELDS.

Signed from UCD, the 22-year-old has slotted into Heary’s starting XI with a natural ease. “I’ve settled in well,” he said. “But I’m more worried about the team winning and playing well as a whole. If you get everyone playing well in the team, that’s great because it’s a team game, not an individual sport. My only aim is for the team to win and for me to get into that starting XI.”

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UNDER GREAT WHITE LIGHT

As Bohemians fans look forward to Friday’s opening home league clash of 2014, TONY CONSIDINE recalls his first time at a game under the famous floodlights of Dalymount Park 35 years ago and the joys that both ‘Dalyer’ and Bohs have provided him ever since.

March is now upon us and ever since the switch to ‘summer’ football, in amongst the blossoming of new life following the winter, it’s a month when we also see the shoots of a new League of Ireland season appear as we convince ourselves that this could once again be ‘the year’ as our Friday nights take on a renewed sense of purpose.

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