Stan’ up an’ fight until you hear de bell,
Stan’ toe to toe, trade blow fer blow,
Keep punchin’ till you make yer punches tell,
Show dat crowd watcher know!
Until you hear dat bell, dat final bell,
Stan’ up an’ fight like hell!”
…… and Literally all hell breaks loose!!!!!
The Celtic Tenors exit the scene like matadors after slaying the bull. The atmosphere has reached its Zenith and following this crescendo comes a wall of noise that’s all consuming. This is Thomond Park. Leo Cullen leads out the visiting Gladiators into this electrified rugby Colliseum. There is to be no hostility however. Munster fans are a class above this. It’s the most amazing thing that such a vast army of fans with such passion coursing through their veins can still hold such reverence for the opposition.
The Cauldron is set alight once again as the countdown begins. The arrival of the men in Red for what is the biggest game of the season is now seconds away. The first sight of Ronan O’Gara leading out his charges and one can only be grateful that modern stadia are built with reinforced roofing. This is no ordinary stadium and these are no ordinary Supporters ………. This is Munster Rugby!
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