My first cousin, Fonsy Davin, was stripped to his buff that day minding cool for the Limericks but he was up with the forwards half the time and shouting like mad.
Nire lehengusu propioa, Fonsy Davin, larrugorritan utzi ziaten egun hartan Limerickekoen atea zaintzen ziala, baina, hala ere, denborarik gehienean goian ibili huen aurrelariekin, eroa bezala garrasika.