Ronan Donnelly

He says.....

Begorrah

The lads say.....

"A lovely lilt". Nope, we're not talking about a thirst quenching tropical drink but every word that comes out of the mouth of Tilburg's only bonafide paddy. Yet again, Tilburg's commitment to Europe has come up trumps and this time it's brought a 'dag' along. Cider-drinking, caravan-living Donnelly loves nothing more than smacking in a great corner and indeed, on the odd ocassions that he manages to do so you can see the twinkle in his eyes. Donnelly is the Paul McGrath of the Regents - drunk and lucky to be on the pitch. The only magic he produces is at the end of a rainbow and unfortunately none of those land in Wandsworth or the surrounding boroughs. Likes to look like he's in a band and I'm sure S-Club Juniors are kicking themselves for not signing this androgynous, effette pillock. Will be landlord of a crappy Irish pub (Blimey O'Rileys?) on a council estate in years to come.

Ronan - he's simply "Magners-ificent"