Treat the causes of Loyal2theroyals obsession with Joe Canning

Treat the causes of Loyal2theroyals obsession with Joe Canning

Every day on almost every thread loyal has some comment to make about
the great Galway hurler Joe Canning. Although we've been aware of
loyals facination with Joe for some time now, it has become clear that
it has turned into a psuedo psychological condition that can only be
described. As a man from Meath who evidently knows very little about
the game of hurling we must try and get to the root of the causes of
Loyals worrying compulsive disorder. Heres just a few theories that are
being considered, feel free to add some more so that we might find a
cure for loyal and his increasingly disturbing behaviour.
1 Was bullied at school by someone called Joe
2 Fancies Joe Canning
3 Is simply jealous
4 Has nothing better to be doing, being from Meath
5 Is loyal just a mong?

I think he spent too many years in Bachelors. 20 years on the pea production line and then a promotion - and 15 years on the bean production line. This I feel has given him an irrational and pathological hatred of ...... Canning ....

Can we cure loyals obsession
Yes we Can, Yes we Can

Portumna are playing Gort tonight in the league tonight maybe if he went to that he could sort out his differences with Joe Canning.

Seems like loyals taken his obsession to whole new levels
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Donegal and Waterford to put the west back into a deep slumber. Don't expect scenes like those in young Mossbags' signature:

Joe Canning is a great singer himself loyal. Did you know that?

How do you change the size of your avatar?

Loyal2TheRoyal wrote:How do you change the size of your avatar?

Joe is so fat, he can't even fit into the proper avatar space!!!

Loyal2TheRoyal wrote:

Loyal2TheRoyal wrote:How do you change the size of your avatar?

Joe is so fat, he can't even fit into the proper avatar space!!!

Or maybe your just too thick to figure out how to do it?

Loyal2TheRoyal wrote:How do you change the size of your avatar?

Anyone?

I love Farrell telling Connelly to move out of the way. Classic.

Loyal2TheRoyal wrote:Donegal and Waterford to put the west back into a deep slumber. Don't expect scenes like those in young Mossbags' signature:

How do you put up the youtube screen like this when your showing a link??

Were you the one sneering me yesterday becuase I couldn't fit Joe Canning in my avatar space?

He who laughs last laughs loudest.

Ya as soon as I pressed send I knew I'd walked right into that one
Anyway whizz kid whats the answer?

Good avater btw, Seems like you've accepted your condition which is always the first step on the road to recovery

Move your cursor over all the things up on top. When it says "video", click it. Then put in the URL of your video. You shall be in my debt forever and ever now.

Testerooney

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Joe Canning looks to be a serious talent.

However the media, as they do with the Dublin football team, are over hyping him.

Many dislike the Dublin team because of this.

I suspect Loyal is applying the same rule to Joe.

Yes he is good, but the media are running away with things. Compared to last year, Joe has had a disappointing championship.

Humphries with his two cent as to the causes of young Meath's obsession

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LOCKER ROOM:
Could this be the year when Galway finally deliver a team worthy of Joe Canning, writes
TOM HUMPHRIES IT WAS cold in Parnell Park
yesterday unless you were from Galway, in which case you arrived with
St Patrick’s Day and the dull scent of shamrocks in your nostrils and
left with a ripening sense of summer’s promise in your heart.Portumna,
as expected, brooked no nonsense from a fired-up Dunloy side and handed
in an efficient and ruthless performance which they will seldom think
of again. Of perhaps more interest in the longer run was the
curtain-raiser – Galway v Dublin. The Walsh Cup final. Not an event for
which the Winter Olympics folks would be keen to avoid a scheduling
clash but an interesting hour of hurling all the same.Let’s
digress a little here and then get back to the main road. Have you
noticed it is a mark of Joe Canning’s greatness that every year when he
presents for duty in the Fitzgibbon Cup and the early league
skirmishing that his shape and lustre are critiqued as if he were a
prize marrow at a fete.Somebody (and quite often that somebody
would be me because I do not live in a glasshouse and therefore have
license to throw such stones) will see him score 7-19 from play in a
college game and then, when asked to bear witness later on, note that
“yerra he was alright but he had a big ole arse hanging off him”. Or
that he was toting a bit of a gut. The Ned Kelly was in fine shape.
Won’t do for the summer. Won’t do.Any wonder the young fella,
with commendable self-deprecation sometimes describes himself as slow
and one-sided. There are days, like that one a couple of weeks ago in
the Mardyke when he destroyed UCC in a mire of glue and muck, days when
he has no right to thrive as a big man and nothing to prove anyway but
the nature of greatness is that, though there may be different
settings, there is no off-switch.And there are times like
yesterday in Parnell Park when he senses early the prevailing winds of
the game and permits himself to be central only when needed.And
always we debate over him and the precise calibration at which his
stature can be measured and compared. We should just roll with it and
enjoy it.Anyway here’s where the digression ends. There are no
rolling acres of Joe this year. No soft spaces serving as a billboard
for an easy-going nature. He looks leaner and meaner than he has done
in many Februarys.And strangely, as the Walsh Cup final showed,
there are no rolling acres of maroon-clad flesh either. Galway, who
stuttered through last season’s league with cold showers and tongue
lashings from John McIntyre serving as their warm-down routine most
days, are in fine fettle for this time of the year. Fine fettle and
still awaiting their delivery of Portumna men sometime in April.When
Galway crashed out of the championship last year, having given but a
glimpse of their potential one evening in Tullamore against Kilkenny
(2-9 that evening for Canning), John McIntyre said he would lie awake
at nights permitting himself to be haunted by the details. Like any
good manager he didn’t just lie awake in a cold sweat remembering
Waterford blow past him. He lay there thinking of what might be done to
make sure it never happens again.Hence the lean and hungry look
to this Galway team. The well has been made deeper by the return of
players like David Collins and Tony Óg Regan, and the emergence as a
serious option of Joe Gantley, the latest of the Beagh family
production line. Yesterday Galway rolled over Dublin in a manner which
was depressingly redolent of the old pre-Daly revolution days. They
moved the sliotar around as they wanted to and again and again they
found each other where they expected to be.Bigger than that
though there was a scent of that which we have been looking for from
Galway for half a decade now, the fragrance of promise about to be
consummated. Could this be the year that the county could deliver a
senior team worthy of its prince. Sometimes it ain’t what you do, it’s
the way that you do it. Galway took Dublin apart with attitude.(It
doesn’t always happen. In Chicago before the Bulls became kings of the
NBA they used to think that they would never find a bunch of team-mates
worthy to tie Michael Jordan’s running shoes. But Phil Jackson finally
found a supporting cast who were willing to be something more than a
supporting cast. Most of the players they went with before success
arrived were happy to bask in the sunshine which Jordan provided. For
success Jordan had to give a little, the rest of his team had to give a
lot and they found they had a side which was more than the sum of its
parts.)Since 2004 when we first got whiff of Canning’s
reputation as a boy wonder we have fretted as to whether Galway could
deliver a side who would match him and his potential. Would he end up
being one of those GAA genius types who get trapped within the hapless
county of their birth, men who get talked about in saloon bar arguments
as to who was the best never to win a senior All-Ireland medal.As
the comet that is Canning continues its journey across our
consciousness we need to move from the springtime guess-his-weight
competitions to a consideration of what a long-term change to hurling a
period of Galway ascendancy would make.Canning’s first feature
appearance, as a minor is over half a decade ago now. It’s five years
since the boy posted that 1-11 in the Galway county final or four years
since that All-Ireland club final against Newtownshandrum when he
helped himself to 1-6. He has long since moved from being a legend of
the minor grade to claiming a permanent place in Fitzgibbon Cup lore.His
years are long and his heroic deeds are many but, if he is to be more
than a gloriously entertaining statistical footnote, Galway owe him a
return on his excellence.We need of course to be wary of the
idea of March and warier still of the ides of February but sometimes
you catch a team going about its business early in a season and it
strikes you that there has been a shift in that team’s personality.It
was cold in Parnell Park yesterday and the Walsh Cup meant little or
less to Galway in the curtain-raiser while the All-Ireland club
semi-final was just a stepping stone for Portumna. Yet the big picture
was different. There was a hum and a buzz. Galway are serious. Joe is
serious.We came away yearning for the summer with childish impatience.

I was a wee bit disappointed with some of Joes play acting the other day against dunloy, got to say he is some talent but i hate this sort of behaviour.

North Side Gael wrote:I was a wee bit disappointed with some of Joes play acting the other day against dunloy, got to say he is some talent but i hate this sort of behaviour.

Didn't see all the game NSG but he got well and truly creased when giving the pass for the first goal and just got up and got on with it.

1-8 all from placed balls.

Dead ball specalist.